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It was somewhat past the meridian hour of June 3rd, 
in the year 1G76. The noon-day sun looked down in 
smiling beauty upon the wide-stretching wilderness of the 
new world, where yet the feeble hands of the colonies 
scarcely had made an impression upon its far-reaching 
forests, or begun to subject to their own uses the richness 
of its primitive soil. 

But enough had been done to rouse the anger and 
awaken the jealousy of the red men, whose claims upon 
the soil were fast being extinguished in one manner or 
another, and who were being pushed gradually to the 
west, to make way for the growing power of the colonists. 

Tribe after tribe had revolted from this state of things, 
and endeavoured to stay the progress, and drive away the 
white strangers who were robbing them of their lands ; 
but they were alike unsuccessful, and though such attempts 
were marked by fire and carnage they invariably recoiled 
upon the red man. 

At length arose King Philip, and had his skin been 
white no purer patriot would the annals of history boast. 
Throwing all the energies of his great nature into the 
struggle, he resolved to do what his people had at various 
times sought to accomplish, or die in the attempt. The 
struggle which ensued was exceedingly sanguinary and 
calamitous. Burnt villages, ghastly corpses, and bereaved 


households were everywhere along the New England 
border; the Indian suffering equally with the white. 

But the history of this remarkable war is too well 
known to need repetition here. It is with only certain 
individuals who took part in that struggle that we have 
to do. 

Standing upon a slight elevation of land, in the wildest 
of the giant primeval forest, not many miles from the 
settlement of Hadley, and overlooking, at some distance, 
the broad Connecticut, were two men. In many points 
the twain were similar, yet in the whole how dissimilar ! 
Both were young, both tall and handsome, bearing traces 
of immense muscular power, and both were fully armed 
and equipped. 

Thus far the likeness was perfect. But here it ended. 

The one upon the right, who was indifferently regarding 
the operations of his companion, while his eyes frequently 
swept the forest, or settled to the earth in a sort of 
melancholy, was a white man, bearing upon his full brow 
the expression of a noble, manly courage, with the heart 
to do and dare for those he loved. 

This was Archibald Turner, a young man, who, being 
deprived of Ins parents at a tender age, in England, had 
been left to the care of an uncle, who had transported 
him, years before, to the growing colonies in America. 
The voyage proving too much for the guardian, whose 
health was feeble, he died soon after reaching the shores 
of the Province, leaving young Archibald a stranger in a 
strange land. 

His adventurou-s disposition leading him to the outposts 
of civilization he soon became a proficient in forest strategy, 
and at the breaking out of hostilities in that section, he 
spent nearly all of his time in the forest. 


His companion was an Indian, j)ossessing all the 
natural characteristics of his people, His -wampum-belt 
was gayly decorated with fanciful colours, and his hair 
drawn into a grotesque scalp-lock, which was ornamented 
with a tuft of hawk's feathers. A light blanket, confined 
at the waist, with leggings and moccasins to protect his 
nether limbs from the briers and thorns, completed his 

The young Indian was a Mohegan, and a peculiar 
history was his. The tribe had been allies of the English 
for several years, and suffered many things from King 
Philip's warriors because of this allegiance. But they 
had remained firm, knowing how futile any efforts of 
theirs would be against the people of whose power they 
now began to have a more just comprehension. 

Hawk's-wing, as his Indian name signified, hunting in 
the forest, had encountered a bear, hungry and desperate, 
it being early spring-time. As he could not flee, the 
young brave, scarcely more than a stripling, made a bold 
front, and succeeded in piercing one of the animal's eves 
with an arrow. He was also armed with an iron hatchet 
and a hunting-knife, which had been obtained from his 
friends, the English settlers. Drawing these, he prepared 
to defend himself, expecting only death. 

At the first encounter his hatchet was dashed away 
and he left with but his knife to resist the attacks of the 
bear. Bat resist he did, with such good effect that he 
finally dispatched the animal, although fearfully torn and 
lacerated himself. He endeavoured to crawl from the 
spot, but was too weak from loss of blood and pain from 
his wounds to do so. Concluding that his hour had come 
to die, he sang his death-song and laid himself down to 
await the unknown change. 


But a singular chain of circumstances surrounded the 
young Indian. A foe to his people, because a foe to the 
white man, had been watching the deadly struggle, only 
hoping thai the brave Mohegan would be slain. That 
nuch was the case he had little doubt, but, wishing to make 
certain of the fact, he stole up to the prostrate form. 

Hawk s- wing saw him coming and knew the fate he 
must expect, but betrayed no dismay at the presence of 
his too. The latter saw the helpless state of the Mohegan, 
and, after tormenting Mm a time, bent over him to scalp 

Archibald Turner, in the forest at the time, witnessed 
all the proceedings of the Narragansett. The brutality 
which could exult over the sufferings of a person so 
fearfully wounded as he saw the Mohegan must be 
excited his anger, and when the knife was raised to scalp 
a human being yet alive, he could restrain himself no 
longer, and iiVed, rather unsteadily from haste. 

The Narragansett was wounded, but not severely, and, 
seeing that he was to be foiled in his purpose, he bounded 
away through the forest like a deer, never looking back 
till he was far beyond the reach of vision. 

Archibald at once went to the assistance of the wounded 
Indian, whom ho found quite composedly awaiting 
whatever might be in store for him. 

Upon seeing that a friend was beside him his face 
li"hted up with an expression of joy, for no dishonour is 
"•reatcr in the eyes of tin; Indian than being scalped by a foe. 

Archibald at once proceeded to make an examination 
of (he wounds received by the young brave, and though 
his investigations were far from being scientific he felt 
.satistied that with proper care and nursing the Mohegan 
would recover. Indeed, after the fearful excitement and 


fatigue of the straggle passed away, Hawk's-wing found 
himself strong enough to walk a short distance. 

It was a mile to the river, where the young man had a 
canoe. This he resolved to reach. 

Carefully reloading his gun and securing the Mohegan's 
weapons,, he set out, supporting the steps of the savage. 
Half the distance was passed very comfortably, at short 
stages, and then the strength of the wounded warrior 
began to fail. Archibald had bound up his wounds as 
carefully as possible, and, after allowing him to rest for a 
time, resumed their painful journey. They were successful 
at length. Hawk's-wing was placed in the little craft and 
borne up the river to Hadley. Here, with careful nursing, 
he so far recovered as soon to be able to return to hL* 

But his preserver was not forgotten. The young 
Indian returned often to see his white friend, and finally 
seemed almost to forsake his people, to cling to the one 
who had protected him in the hour of need. He even 
forsook the dark religion of his fathers, and embraced the 
God of the white man, being called "Christian at his 
baptism, a name he now bore very generally among the 
whites, and frequently among his own people. 

Such was the person who stood half bent before a small 
fire, upon which a fine shad, lately drawn from the basin 
of the Connecticut, was roasting. The fish was just done 
to perfection, and, as the Indian drew it away from the 
coals, his companion hastened to extinguish the fire 

" If this smoke should attract the notice of any stray 
band of Narragansetts we had better have gone without 

" Ko bad Injun here,'" returned Christian, with 



considerable assurance. "Him big ways off; over the 
big water.'' 

"May be so,' returned Archibald, "but we cannot 
always tell. I have suspected them of being a good ways 
off when they were so near that I almost fell into their 

" White man cannot tell," rejoined the Indian, his 
[n-ide of race asserting itself for a moment. " Red man 
;o like wind, you hear him sound, but no see him." 

" I'll not dispute with yon, Christian, though I feel 
that I can track a red man very well." 

" Pale face say "good/ and Injun say 'bad !' " was the 
sententious rejoinder. 

'•' I admit that I have a good deal to learn yet,' - was 
:he frank reply; "but do not let our shad spoil. We 
mght to relish it by this time, for we had a very early 
jreakfast. Bravo for your cooking, Christian !" 

The young men seated themselves upon the ground, and 
lid justice to the really luscious fish, literally picking the 
jones before they desisted. Then they rose, resuming 
;licir weapons. 

" Which way now, Christian?" demanded the other, as 
hey stood irresolute. 

The young brave did not reply, but raised a finger 
neaiiiugly, while ho bent low to listen. But he had no 
lei'd of intense application, for the next moment a yell, 
is of three or four Indians almost simultaneously giving 
ent to their angry feelings, reached the ears of both 

Nar'gansett !" whispered the Mohegan, catching his 
;ompaiiion by the sleeve. 

" How do you know that V asked Archibald. " I 
:annot tell tribes apart before T see the warriors." 



" White man know white man — Injun know Injun," 
was the reply. " Hark !" 

The cry had come from the direction of the river, which 
was distant about one-third of a mile from where the two 
scouts were standing. They could hear movements — faint 
from the distance, yet unmistakeable— of persons dashing 
through the forest at a rapid rate. 

The sounds seemed coming directly towards the spot 
where they were standing, though no persons were yet 
visible. Archibald, beginning to feel anxious for his 
safety, said, " If they are Narragansetts we had better 
get out of the way." 

Christian did not reply audibly, but stepped back a few 
paces, until they were tolerably sheltered by the brow of 
the hill. Then, indicating with a sweeping motion of his 
hand, the route they should take in case there was any 
necessity for moving from their present position, he 
remained with an earnest gaze fixed in the direction of 
the river. 

Soon the foremost of the expected party broke into view. 
Archibald uttered an exclamation and Christian raised 
himself a trifle higher, as they realized that it was a fleeing 
squaw who came first. Close behind her, however, were 
three Narragansett warriors. The poor female was 
straining every nerve in the attempt to distance her 
pursuers, but it was at once apparent to the observers 
that her efforts were useless ; they were already close upon 
her, and before many rods had been passed over she was 
again in their clutches. The captive struggled desperately, 
and it required two of her captors to urge her forward ; 
but with the power of numbers they hurried her along, 
and in a short time were lost to view. 

Then it was that Christian turned to Archibald, and, 

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while a look of intense earnestness burned upon his 
swarthy features, he caught his white friend by the 
shoulder, saying, 

" The Mohegan squaw ! She must not go ; me take 
her away ! ' 

" Is that a Mohegan maid?" demanded Archibald. 
" I supposed it was one of their own women. How came 
they with her '?'' 

" Suppose stole/' was the quick reply. "Shining Star 
good squaw ; me know her well ; me go to get her away ; 
not ask you to go." 

The last sentence was added as he saw Archibald 
examining the flint to his gun. But the young scout had 
no idea of allowing his Indian ally to go forth alone to 
combat three ISTarragansetts, and so he briefly assured him. 

" I shall go with you, Christian ; I am ready.'' 

" So be me,'' responded the Mohegan, clashing a 
quantity of fresh priming into the pan of his piece. 

" How do you know that the squaw was a Mohegan ?" 
asked Archibald, as they passed over the hill in the 
direction taken by the others. " I could not have told 
at that distance one from another. All Indian women 
look alike to me." 

Christian uttered something which sounded like a con- 
temptuous exclamation ; then, shaking his head decidedly, 
he remarked, 

" Me not mistaken — me know Shining Star too Avell. 
Ah ! me good scalp !" 

A savage gleam was in his eye, as he uttered these 
words, which his companion never saw before ; it spoke 
of a spirit untamed and untameable. But all further 
conversation was prevented, as at that moment they 
cainc into view of the Indians in advance of them. 


Christian at once sought the shelter of such trees as 
would cover his movements. Archibald needed not his 
example to adopt similar precautions. 

The Narragansetts had paused upon the bank of the 
river, where a canoe was drawn up, and were binding the 
arms of their captive. When this was done, with many 
threatenings they forced her into the boat, and then 
prepared to follow. 

" We had better fire," suggested Archibald. " We can 
take each our man from here, and if they get out upon 
the river they may give us trouble.'' 

The pursuers were now within tolerable rifle-shot, and, 
resting their weapons carefully against tree-trunks, they 
fired as the Narragansetts were about stepping into the 
boat. The one at whom Turner aimed fell upon the 
spot ; but the Mohegan seemed to have missed his mark. 
The other two abandoned their fallen companion, and 
sprang into the canoe, pushing it from the shore with all 

The captive squaw, though evidently startled at what 
had taken place, realized that friends were at hand, and 
made another effort to escape. But she was forced back 
as the canoe left the bank, and then the Indians threw 
themselves upon the bottom, and paddled as best they 
could without exposing a vital part. 

The two pursuers pushed boldly down towards the 
river-bank, as it was evident that the Narragansetts had 
only bows and arrows, which were not much to be feared. 
Turner reloaded his rifle as he ran, but Christian was too 
intent upon overhauling the canoe to pause in his swift 
pursuit. As a consequence he reached the river-bank a 
little in advance of Archibald, but found himself incapable 
of any further effective effort. He therefore stepped 


behind a tree and fell to reloading, while the -white man 
poised his rifle. 

" I can take that fellow's arm,' he remarked, " and I 
guess I had better do it. 'Twill stop his rowing for a 

In paddling one of the savages exposed his arm nearly 
to the body, and at this the young man aimed carefully. 
Just as he pulled the trigger the Narragansett was 
possessed with a desire to see how matters stood upon the 
other shore, and raised his head. The deadly messenger 
did not miss its mark, but, passing through the arm at 
which it was aimed, struck him full in the head. With- 
out a gasp he fell back in the bottom of the boat, his 
companion also dropping his oar, which floated alongside 
the bark. 

" Now me swim out,'' said Christian, dropping his gun 
and powder-horn. '■' You watch him.' 

Archibald picked up the Indian's gun, and levelled it 
at the boat ; but before the Mohegan could throw him- 
self into the water a new movement caused him to 

The canoe containing the Xarragansctt and his captive 
was seen to rock violently ; then it upset, and floated 
away in that position, while those who had been its 
occupants disappeared beneath the surface of the water. 

" What's the meaning of that ?" demanded Turner, 
lowering his rifle, and turning to his companion. 

" That Nar'gansett trick,'' quickly responded Christian. 
" Ho means to drown her ! Now me must swim very 
fast or me not find her." 

He had only paused upon the brink of the river, and, 
loosening his knife, the Mohegan sprung far into the 
stream. Wiici he came to the surface ha was well on 


his way to the scene of the intended murder. Being an 
expert swimmer he was soon in the immediate vicinity 
of the disturbed water, where an Indian's head occasionally 
appeared above the surface. 

Seeing the state of affairs, the remaining Narragansett 
relaxed his hold upon the half-drowned but still struggling 
captive, and, with knife in hand, made for the Mohegan. 
The latter was burning with passion to meet the foe of 
himself and people, and at once a deadly strife began 
upon the bosom of the tranquil Connecticut. 

By this time Archibald was in the water, he having 
seen at once that his presence would be needed, either to 
assist his companion or to rescue the captive before it 
should be too late. He soon reached the place, and found 
that his dusky ally had gained every advantage, and 
•severely wounded his antagonist, although the fight was 
not yet decided. 

Feeling sure that Christian would prove a match for 
any single foe he turned his attention to the one thing 
they came to find. For some moments he could catch no 
glimpse of her, but, after turning his course down-stream, 
he saw a dark figure some distance under water, floating 
■with the current. 

Diving at once he succeeded in catching it, and, by 
maintaining a strong hold upon the clothing, he brought 
it to the surface. What was his disgust at finding it to 
be the corpse of the savage who had been shot in the boat. 
Eeleasing it with a shudder, he turned his attention in 
other directions. 

He speedily discovered another floating form, some 
distance further out in the river, and, feeling sure that 
there could be no mistake this time, he swam out, and 
grasped it. It proved to be the captive squaw. Without 


waiting to ascertain more, he carefully raised the head 
above water and started for the shore. 

He saw that the Narragansett had disappeared from 
sight, and soon after, upon looking round, he saw Christian 
swimming along after him. 

Both reached the shore at the same time, the Mohegan 
assisting his friend with his burden. Then he sprang 
away, bent over the corpse of the brave who had fallen 
upon the shore, and in a moment returned, flourishing 
two bloody scalps in his hand ! 

" Now me feel good !" he exclaimed, displaying his 
reeking trophies before Archibald. " Now me good 
Mohegan again." 

" Why will you persist in that barbarous custom?" 
demanded Turner, who felt sickened at the spectacle. 
" Why not forsake that which is so displeasing to all good 
men and to God f 

The Indian, thus reproved, looked sorrowful for a 
moment, and then slowly twined the scalps in his belt, 
saying, in a low tone, 

" Me no be pale face ; you no be Injun ! Me like scalp 
— you no like him. Me can't help him — can't help him." 

Then, regarding his symbols of victory almost tenderly 
for a moment, he bent over beside the squaw, as Archibald 
proceeded with the work of restoration. 

Severe as had been the ordeal through which she bad 
passed, the late captive was scarcely insensible. She 
was still young, and, as Christian had affirmed, was a 
maiden. When first her eyes opened with a grateful light 
upon her preserver, it seemed to the young man that he 
had never seen human being so lovely. Then he 
recollected that she was an Indian turned his eyes away, 
and-— looked upon her again ! 


Fascinated, bewildered, he gazed upon her for some 
time, and at length realized how strangely he was acting, 
and, rising to his feet, tore himself away. 

" What think of Shining Star V demanded Christian, 
slily, as he noticed the manner of his companion, and 
realized the cause. 

" You say she is a Mohegan ?" asked Archibald, paying 
little heed to the question of his comrade. 

" Yes." 

" And not married 1" 

" No.'' 

Archibald turned away, but Christian followed him, 
asking presently, 

" You no mean to marry Injun girl 1" 

The person addressed turned upon his interlocutor, and, 
after staring at him sharply for some time, replied, 

" No, nor anybody else. But she is a beauty, Christian. 
What shall we do with her 1 We'd better take her up to 
Hadley, and keep her there till we see what this means. 
Can you get the boat ? It has not floated far, and we can 
row up the river easier than we can walk." 

The Indian departed to bring the canoe, and while he 
was gone Archibald stood almost unconsciously gazing 
upon the beauty of that forest flower. 



In a short time Christian appeared, moving slowly tip 
stream with the boat. He had reached and righted it 
without trouble, and had also secured one of the paddles. 
On the shore another paddle was found, which had been 
dropped by the Indians. 

" This is the easiest way we can go," remarked 


Archibald, as he assisted the maiden to a seat in the frail 
craft. She had scarcely spoken as yet, and trembled 
violently. "I fear she was injured more than we are 
aware of; but perhaps good care will set her right again." 

Christian pushed off the canoe, after his companions 
were both seated and the arms secured, and then sprung 
in himself. Striking out into the river far enough to 
secure drift-water, they headed up-stream and paddled 
vigorously. The movement, the pure air, and soft odours 
seemed to revive the late captive, for soon she sat upright, 
and looked around upon her rescuers with gratefully- 
beaming eyes. Once or twice she essayed speech in 
English, but her courage failed, or she feared failure in 
making herself understood. Turning to Christian she 
poured forth such a straiu of Mohegan music as caused 
the young Indian's eyes to dance with delight. 

" Shining Star good maiden,'- Christian exclaimed, 
reverently. " She want much good come tc you. She 
call you good pale-face." 

" Very well ; tell her to be quiet and get rested," was 
the response. " Above all do not talk much, and keep 
vour eyes abroad for Narragansetts. We need to be 
vigilant for the maiden's sake, if not for our own.' 

" Me see like hawk !" returned the proud young brave, 
throwing his keen glance around. " Me think no more 
Narragansetts near." 

" Perhaps you can find that out by asking Shining Star, 
as you call her,'' suggested Archibald. 

Christian addressed an inquiry to her, and his coun- 
tenance fell as her answer was received. He paused a 
moment, asking one or two additional details, and then 
turned to his companion once more. His eye swept the 
opposite shore more steadily as he said, 


" Much bad. Shining Star say warriors like leaves of 
trees on other side of river. Nar'gansett very bad. He 
kill pale face, kill Mohegan, carry away Shining Star to 
make Nar'gansett squaw of her !" 

" Then they are on the other side of the Connecticut," 
remarked Archibald. " I wonder if they are above or 
below us chiefly V 

The maiden seemed to comprehend his question, for she 
pointed down-stream, indicating the other bank of the 
river. " Very well. If they are below us there will be 
but little danger. We are hardly five miles from Hadley, 
and it will be very easy taking to the woods again if they 
should seem inclined to trouble us.'' 

They rowed on for a mile, and, thinking they were 
leaving the foe behind them, both Archibald and his 
Mohegan companion began to feel more assurance. 
Shining Star, too, had plucked up courage to address her 
white preserver, and thank him in person for the signal 
service he had rendered her. 

Turner took good care to keep up the conversation. 
So long as he could look into those sparkling black eyes, 
and watch the play of the Indian girl's splendidly beautiful 
and expressive features, the young man felt that he cared 
for little else. 

Certainly this was a bad state of mind for the scout • 
but he was all-regardless of the fact. 

Another mile had been passed, and they were nearly 
half-way home. Archibald was almost sorry, for the 
journey was getting interesting now that Shining Star 
had spoken with him. He had almost forgotten the fact 
that Indians were abroad when his attention was arrested 
by Christian, who exclaimed, 

" Hark ! Me hear something !" 


He bent low over the edge of the boat a ad listened 
intently towards the other shore. His companion followed 
his example. 

Plainly they heard, stealing over the expanse of water, 
the low notes of a cuckoo ! The men exchanged glances. 

" No bird sings like that at this time of day," remarked 
the young hunter. " It must be a signal." 

" Nar'gansett," sententiously returned Christian. 

" Of course it must be. They espy us, too, without 

" Sartin — think we Injuns !" 

" Perhaps so. Well, let them think it if they choose. 
If they stay that side of the river it will make no difference 
to them." 

As the Narragansetts received no reply from the boat 
it was but natural that they should feel some distrust, if 
they had not previously had their suspicions excited. At 
least the calls ceased, and for some time not a sound came 
to mar the stillness which reigned upon the river. Archi" 
b:ild was beginning to feel that they might have been 
deceived after all, and that the voice was really what it 
seemed — the notes of a .bird. His Indian companion, 
however, with himself, kept up a close watch above and 
below, as well as on both banks of the stream. 

" I do not believe the Narragansetts have any canoes," 
he remarked, at length, rather to himself than to those 
with him. " So if they are on the other side of the river, 
they will have to stay there for the present." 

" See, um got canoe," remarked Christian, pointing away 
to the opposite shore. Archibald looked, and, after a 
close examination, saw a speck appear, moving out from 
the bank far ahead of them. It was aiming directly across 
the river, and, after noticing it for a short time, the 

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observers were satisfied that it was the intention of the 
strange craft to intercept them. It appeared larger, too, 
ss it came more plainly into view, and contained at least 
half-a-dozen savages. 

" Had we better put into the woods, and give them 
fellows the slip?" demanded Archibald. "They are too 
many for us." 

" Too many in woods," was the prompt reply. " Not 
too many here. Guns shoot long. Nar'gansett only got 
arrows. No trees here for um to run behind.'' 

"There may be something in that. We shall have the 
advantage of them in range, and may keep them at bay 
better than if we were in the woods. I shall trust chiefly 
to you, Christian, for you are an Indian, and know their 
ways. Do what you think will be for the best." 

" Row on — row on — go fast !" said the Mohegan, 
pulling with fresh energy at his oar. " May go too fast 
for them.'' 

They laid themselves to the oars manfully, and the 
little canoe sped through the water right merrily. But, 
fast as they pulled, the others were quite as rapidly nearing 
the point of conjunction, and it was difficult to say which 
would be first to reach it. 

The Indian boat was longer and heavier than their own, 
and seven Narragansetts made out its complement. Four 
of these were straining at the paddles, while another 
steered. But for the current, which was against them, 
the party in the smaller boat would have had the 

" Those fellows are crawling in too fast,'' observed 
Archibald, the first words he had spoken for some time. 
" We shall have to stop their speed, or they will get in 
ahead of us.'' 


" Yis ; better shoot," remarked Christian, looking 
uneasily at the progress of his foes. " Can hit now.'' 

" Then blaze away !" returned Archibald. " I wiL 
take your paddle, while you shoot and load up again.' 

The Mohegan's eyes glistened with satisfaction as he 
levelled the weapon, and a moment later its sharp voice 
rang out the opening of the contest between the two 
\mequal parties. But the ball fell into the water some 
distance from the Narragansett boat, and an exclamation 
of disappointment escaped the hunter's lips. ' Never 
mind," said the white, encouragingly. " The distance was 
Ions, and our boat rocks so, it is no Avonder vou failed to 
hit. But what is that 1 They have got a gun, too !" 

So it seemed, for, immediately after Christian's shot, a 
puff of smoke and the report of a musket from the 
Narragansett boat responded, and a ball plowed up the 
water somewhat more than half-way to its mark. 

" You see you are not so bad a marksman,' said 
Archibald, with a smile, as he gave the paddles into the 
hands of the Indian, and prepared to discharge his own 
gun. " If we can check these fellows without losing our 
own speed, good and well ; if not, we shall have to put 
into the woods after all." 

He watched the motion of the boat carefully for a 
moment, and then placed his gun in position. As his 
finger pressed the trigger it exploded ; nor was the shot 
in vain. 

The Narragansett who had fired was in the act ot 
reloading. Throwing up his arms with a yell, he dropped 
the gun overboard, and plunged forward upon, his face 
among his brethren. A terrible shout of rage rose from 
the canoe, and, for a moment, the efforts of the rowers 
were relaxed. 


" Good — good shoot I" exclaimed Christian, delightedly, 
bending to the oars with fresh zeal. " White brother 
better shoot than Hawk's-wing I" 

" That shot will teach them to suspect us," remarked 
Archibald, as he heartily reloaded. " Now, if we can get 
the advantage of them, all will be well. If not we shall 
have to spill more of their rascally blood." 

He placed his weapon carefully in the bottom of the 
canoe, and then grasped one of the oars. The Narra- 
gansett dug-out had almost stopped progress, and, if it were 
not brought much nearer the shore, they could pass it 
beyond reach of the Indians' arrows. 

But their adversaries would not permit this . Crouching 
low in the boat they began to row again with all their 
strength. The craft leaped through the water, and it 
soon became evident that they would succeed in cutting 
off the smaller party. 

" We've got to check them again," muttered Archibald, 
after pulling a few strokes. " I'm tired of this shooting 
men, but so long as they will persist in it 'tis not for us 
to refuse. We must take care of ourselves and friends. 
Pull in your oar, and we'll give them a doublesalute.'' 

The Mohegan did as requested, and, when the motion of 
the canoe became somewhat steady, they both fired at 
once. One of the bullets told with fatal effect, and one 
of the rowers dropped his oar, pitching headlong after it 
into the river. The remaining Narragansetts, however, 
gave redoubled yells and whoops, and pulled with more 
desperate energy. 

Turner and his companion would have striven with 
them for the point, but, as the latter dipped his oar, and 
gave a strong pull, the faithless blade snapped like a thing 
of glass. 


" Quick, take this," exclaimed Archibald, comprehend- 
ing the state of affairs at once. " Pull for the shore, 
while I load the pieces. We'll take cover on the bank, 
and shoot them if they dare attempt to land !" 

Christian was prompt to do as requested, and when the 
boat touched the bottom the guns were recharged and 
primed. Both grasped their weapons and sprang ashore, 
drawing the boat after them, just as the arrows from their 
pursuers began to fall around. 

Scarcely a rod from the river a large tree had fallen. 
It was well decayed, and along its sides grew a curtain of 
vines and bushes. Behind this the trio at once took 

" Let them come now, if they dare,'' whispered 
Archibald, somewhat excitedly, as he beheld the boat 
rapidly nearing the shore. " We can scarcely fail of two 
out of the first fire, and it may well go hard with us if we 
are not a match for three more of the villains." 

" Um think we go far in the woods." remarked Christian. 

" We show um who run !" 

The Narragansett boat was now within five rods of 
the shore, and the warriors were peering through the 
trees in every direction for traces of the supposed fugitives. 
They did not for a moment suspect that the men, encum- 
bered by the presence of a squaw, would make face 
against such odds. 

" They are near enough now," whispered Archibald. 
" We had better shoot. I will take that big fellow in 
the stern. Pick your man and let him have it.'' 

There was little need of a close aim at such a distance, 
and under such advantages as the concealed party pos- 
sessed. Each held his gun upon the living marks, and, at 
the word, both fired. 


Then came a sudden splash in the water, and but three 
upright figures remained. 

They seemed startled beyond measure at the reception 
tiny had received, and made no further efforts to gain 
the vicinity of such a deadly foe. On the contrary, they 
changed the stroke of their paddles, and, without any of 
the noise which marked their previous movements, began 
to paddle back towards the distant shore from which they 
had emerged. 

" We'll let them go, Christian,' exclaimed Turner, with 
subdued joy. " We have slain enough of them, and if 
they will go their own way, we will let them do so in 
peace. We've certainly taught them a lesson, and in 
future they will be more careful how they meddle with 
your people, as well as my own." 

"That true,'' remarked the Mohegan, as he gazed 
rather wistfully after the retreating boat-load of Xarra- 
gansetts. " Me like one more scalp ! Me have him !" 

He bounded down to the margin of the river, sprung 
into the canoe, and pushed it out to where the body of an 
Indian was still floating. It was the last one which had 
fallen from the boat, and he was much nearer the shore 
than at the moment of meeting his fate. 

Christian noticed nothing peculiar in the appearance of 
the Indian, and the impetus of his boat carried it nearly 
to the floating body. He was already reaching over to 
grasp the scalp-knot of the Narragansett, when he became 
conscious that the eyes which he had seen a moment 
before, fast closed, were open. Before he had time to 
think or realize as to the meaning of the change a 
powerful grasp seized the boat and emptied the Mohegan 
into the water ! 
Christian was naturally astonished at the turn affairs 


had taken, nor did his astonishment seem likely to end 
without sadder results. Almost at the instant he touched 
Avater, his wrist was grasped, and the hand containing his 
knife twisted under him in a fearful manner. Conscious 
that he could endure but for a moment in this manner, 
Christian did the first thing which occurred to his 
mind — dropped the weapon to the bottom of the 
Connecticut; then with his other hand he managed to 
grasp the Narragansett by the scalp-lock, and succeeded 
in forcing the head of the savage beneath the surface. 

But that did not end the struggle. One and then the 
other of the red men seemed to triumph, and it became 
very uncertain which would finally succeed. Chance, 
however, favoured Christian. His adversary had been 
wounded, and was somewhat weakened from loss of blood. 
A cramp set in, and he sank to the bottom, fortunately 
retaining no hold upon his young adversary. 

Seeing that the conflict was thus ended, and thankful to 
escape with his life, the victor swam to the shore, dragging 
the boat after him. He landed and sank upon the ground 
for a moment, while Archibald dragged the canoe to the 

" You didn't get any scalp, Christian," he remarked with 
a smile. " Why will you not abandon that foolish practice? 
See how near it came to costing you your life.' 

Christian patted his own scalp-lock, as if to assure his 
companions of its safety, and smiled sadly. Then 
observing the disposition being made of the boat, he 
asked, " You go up in canoe 1 

" No," replied Archibald, " I think we had better take 
it on foot. The Indians muse be wide awake all along 
the river, and if we keep out of their way it will be better 
for this poor girl.' 


Shining Star preferred to walk, as she would not thus 
feel that she was so great a burden to her companions. 
She walked well, too; her appearance giving little evidence 
of the fearful scenes through which she had passed. 

Although she would have preferred to set off at once 
for her tribe, Archibald and Christian both insisted that 
she remain at Hadley till such time as the forests became 
more settled. This she could not well refuse, and in due 
course of time they reached the place without further 



The good people of Hadley were much excited on 
learning the news brought by Archibald and his companions. 
They had been living in fear for many months, and now it 
seemed their fears were to be realized. Certainly the 
intelligence that the forest, within a few miles of them, 
was swarming with the dreaded foe was sufficient to 
awaken lively apprehensions for the next few days. At 
any hour the war-painted savages might cross the river, 
and fall upon the half-protected settlement. 

Measures were at once taken to put the town in as 
complete a state of defence as possible. An old cannon, 
which had lain idle for many a long year, was scoured up 
and loaded, after being well tested, to make sure that it 
would not deal more death to friends than foes. Every 
firearm was brought into requisition and put in order 
that there might be no failure when the conflict came. 
The most trusty men were placed upon a list, and a detail 
kept constantly abroad scanning the forests and closely 
watching the river for miles up and down, to catch the 


first tidings of any move upon the part of the Narra- 

But days, a week even passed, bringing no attack, and 
gradually the alarm began to subside. What was more 
probable than that the Indians had pursued some other 
route 1 They would have been almost certain to assault 
the place had they remained in the vicinity. Still the 
scouts tracked the woods, and the general precautions were 

Archibald and his Mohegan friend were among the 
most vigilant of those on the watch. On the third day 
of their guard the sun was low behind the trees upon the 
western mountain ranges, and evening shadows would 
soon settle. The twain stood upon the bank of the 
Connecticut river, the scene of their late encounter with 
the Narragansetts. 

Turner was gazing across the waters, shading his eyes 
with his hand and looking anxiously, for already the 
forest beyond began to lose its distinctness. 

Suddenly the young man started, for from the distance 
came a single ray of light. There was no mistaking it ; 
it was an Indian fire — necessarily Indians, for scarcely 
ever had a white man planted his foot in that region ; 
certainly no one would think of building a fire there. 

" See that, Christian," he remarked, pointing to the 
ray of light. " Yonder are the ISTarragansetts still." 

"Yis; here more jSTar'gansetts,'' pursued the other, 
pointing to a second light, which he had discovered. 

Further investigations revealed other fires at different 

points, so there could be little doubt that a large body ot 

the enemy was there congregated. Archibald regarded 

the signs for some time in silence, and finally remarked, 

" It is too bad our folks know nothing about this. 


But I am determined upon one thing, to cross over as 
soon as it is dark enough, and spy out their numbers. 
What say you, Christian 1" 

" Urn, very good," sententiously remarked that 
individual. "Good many Jfar'gansetts; may get scalp !" 

" You must not attempt to get any scalps to-night," 
returned the white hunter. "We shall have plenty of 
work to keep our own safe. We cannot afford to risk 
anything unnecessarily to-night — too much is depending 
on our success, and the Narragansetts must not be 

" Me be very careful," was the assurance the Mohegan 
gave ; and then the twain slowly turned their footsteps 
clown the liver. 

About half-a-mile below the spot where the discovery 
was made a canoe was kept secreted, and towards its 
hiding-place they took their way. They found it reposing 
in safety. Drawing it forth from its cover, they conveyed 
it quite near the edge of the river, and then seated them- 
selves upon it to await the coming of darkness sufficiently 
intense to allow of their floating it without too much 

" We shall have to paddle about half-way across, and 
then drop silently down with the current till we reach 
the other side.'' 

'•' Me bring um," returned the Mohegan. " Me paddle 
good many canoes.'' 

Ere long deep darkness had settled over the forest; 
then, raising their boat, they made their way down to the 
water, and placed it upon the tranquil bosom of the 
Connecticut. Carefully stepping in, each took a paddle 
and the little craft silently moved out upon the level 
expanse of darkness. 


The dip of their paddles was very cautious and the 
pull strong, so that they moved rapidly, notwithstanding 
the quiet with which it was done. Indeed, so satisfactory 
was their success to the men themselves, that they did 
not pause or relax their efforts when the opposite shore 
was neared, but shot their boat into a dense mass of 
foliage, pulled it securely upon the land, and then turned 
their faces in the direction of the Narragansett encamp- 

Lonely and perilous was the situation of the two young 
men ; but they gave no heed to their danger, pushing 
directly towards the point of interest, after well noting 
the place where their canoe was left. 

The forest before them was quite open, and as conceal- 
ment was hardly an object in the darkness, it was quite 
favourable to their plans. They could proceed with little 
danger of making any alarm. 

Finally an opening in the trees revealed one of the fires, 
something like a quarter-of-a-mile away. Then they 
crept on more silently than before. The fires burned 
brightly and freely — so much so that young Turner 
paused, and whispered in the ear of his companion, 

" It is hardly probable that they intend making any move 
at present. They would not keep such bright fires burning 
if they did. What do you think, Christian T 

" Me can't tell," meekly responded the Mohegan. 
Nar'gansett very keen brave ; no tell what he mean to do. 
Me think he stay here to-night." 

" So I think. But we never shall have a better chance 
to find out what they are about, so we'll push ahead and 
look them over !" 

The twain pursued their way again, increasing their 
caution with every step. But as they drew near the 


fires something seemed to warn them that all was not 
right. It was still early in the evening, and scarcely 
probable that the Narragansetts were all asleep, but no 
sound, no movements reached the ears of the scouts. 
Carefully they crept nearer, gliding from, cover to cover, 
and looking anxiously for Indian forms. But, sleeping 
or waking, they saw none. What could it mean ? Then 
the thought occurred to Archibald that they were 
gathered somewhere in the vicinity in council. 

Presently the scouts gained a position, whence they 
could gaze full upon the nearest of the camp-fires. De- 
spite all their fears and surmises, each was slightly 
startled at finding that no Indian was there, neither were 
any signs of their presence to be seen ! 

For a moment they feared a trap, but the idea of 
clanger to themselves passed away when they saw that 
not a savage was there. Cautiously backing away, 
Archibald whispered, 

" What do you suppose this means 1" 

" Don't know,' - responded Christian. " Here a fire ; 
there a fire ; we go there !" 

He pointed to another burning pile at no great distance, 
and towards it they slowly made their way. But the 
same quiet pervaded there, and, upon getting sufficiently 
near to overlook the place, it was found equally deserted 
with the first. 

" Christian, we are fooled !" was the angry exclamation 
of Archibald, as he gazed all around them. " These fires 
were built for our especial amusement, while the rascals 
have gone some other way. Perhaps they are planning 
to assault Hadley even now." 

"That good true. We look for 'cm — maybe find. 
Here another fire.'' 



A third reconnaissance revealed the same state of affairs, 
[ndians all gone, and fires blazing brightly. Archibald 
was well satisfied that the fires were a ruse. What more 
probable than that the Narragansetts had stolen away by 
some obscure route, to fall upon the unwarned settlement ? 
He readily judged that this would be effected by pro- 
ceeding some distance either up or down the river, cross- 
ing to the eastern shore, and then taking the most direct 
route to the village. As the fires were built some dis- 
tance below the town, he inferred that the danger would 
most likely come from the opposite direction. 

These fears he communicated to the Mohegan, and 
found that they agr-eed in the main with that individual's 

" We must try and find them," added Archibald. ' I 
really believe nine out of every ten persons in Hadley are 
sleeping just as soundly at this moment as if there were 
no human tigers at their doors. We have found so much, 
and it will be a pity to let the red varmints fall upon our 
friends. How shall we do this best, Christian 1 ?" 

The red man reflected a few moments, and then replied, 
" Go cross Connecticut. Go up to people, tell 'em 
what we found. Then go hunt for Nar'gansetts !" 

" But we shall need to hasten, in order that the Narra- 
gansetts do not get there first." 

The speaker Lad no need to hasten the movements of 
his Indian companion, for that individual was already 
loping through the forest at the top of his speed. In- 
deed it required the best efforts of Archibald to keep 
pace with him. They had little difficulty in finding their 
canoe. Quickly they pushed off, and sped across the 

'•' Better hide canoe,'' remarked Christian, as his white 


brother sprung ashore, and was about striking into the 
forest. " May want him ag'in." 

" True," was the reply. " There, that will do ; now 
hasten as if death were on our track like a hound ! " 

Paying little heed to the obstructions in their way, but 
dashing through or over them in a manner almost reck- 
less, the scouts sped on. The night was quite dark, and 
one unused to the woodland would have found the 
utmost difficulty in making any progress. But those 
sons of the forest seemed, as indeed they were, quite at 
home in that wilderness. 

Finally the moon arose, and its white rays served to 
illuminate the deep shades somewhat. Christian had 
been upon the lead since they left the boat, for Archibald 
had more faith in the young Indian's skill than in hi-s 
own. They were fast nearing the settlement, though as 
yet no sounds or signs of life bespoke a civilized dwelling 
in the midst of such a wild waste. 

Suddenly Christian paused, throwing back his hand 
as a signal, and bending nearly to the earth that he 
might listen more intently. Archibald imitated his 
example, and at first fancied he heard some sound in 
advance. But, if so, it ceased almost immediately, and, 
though both listened intently,, nothing further was to be 

"What was it 1 ?" Turner asked, in a low whisper, as 
his companion finally raised himself again. " What did 
you hear?" 

" Can't tell," replied the Indian. " Think somefin' ; 
guess somefin' not good." 

" Do you think it is Indians 1 " 

" 'Spect so." 

They resumed their progress, proceeding with a vast 



deal more of caution than they had hitherto displayed. 
The thought that they might be walking into the jaws of 
death was sufficiently startling in itself to impart all 
possible care. 

They had proceeded but a few rods in this manner, 
pausing and listening at every half-dozen steps, when 
Christian suddenly turned, caught Archibald by the 
shoulder, and forced him to the ground. The young man 
obeyed the gentle pull upon his sleeve in the direction of 
a large tree growing at hand ; but he did not reach it 
before an approaching form became visible, rapidly draw- 
ing nearer. By the dim moonlight, those in the shade 
had no difficulty in determining that it was an Indian, 
and by his bearing they judged him to be a Narragansett. 

They were not left long in doubt. Stealthy as had 
been their movements, they had not escaped the notice 
of the new-comer, who approached them with familiarity, 
uttering some sentence in his native tongue. Christian, 
who stood in front of the white, replied in the same 
language, and the Nairagansett approached in the most 
cordial manner. But, as he drew quite near, the attitude 
of the Mohegan awakened his suspicion, and he started 
back. But the savage had learned too much to live. 
With a movement like lightning, Christian hurled his 
hatchet, which he had in hand, striking the other full 
upon the head. Without a gasp or warning cry, he 
dropped to the earth. Instantly the victor was upon 
him. The keen knife flashed from its sheath, and whirled 
around the victim's head with a single dexterous motion. 
Then, tearing away the death trophy, he wiped the 
bloody blade upon the fallen Indian's mantle, returned 
the weapon to its sheath, picked up the hatchet, and 
stood before Archibald with an exultant smile. 


It was quite apparent to themselves that the young 
scouts were in most imminent danger. Just in advance 
of them could be heard the movements of many savages, 
and though audacious daring on the part of Christian 
had saved them from discovery for the moment, it was 
uncertain how soon they might be surprised by the 
swarming red-skins. 

" They are preparing to assault the town," whispered 
Archibald, when he had reflected for a moment. " We 
must back off and get in ahead of them, if it can possibly 
be done." 

The Mohegan assented, and the two commenced a re- 
trograde movement. After having retired until they no 
longer heard any sounds from those in their front, they 
worked their way gradually to the right, and finally struck 
a waggon-trail, leading to the village. 

" We must get beyond this," remarked Turner, as the 
Indian pulled him in that direction ; " the rascals will 
watch it, and shoot if they see us." 

Christian shrunk back, saying nothing, while Archibald 
crossed the waggon-path, and penetrated the bushes upon 
the other side. 

Upon doing so, he found himself confronted by a num- 
ber of painted and plumed warriors, darkly discernible 
through the gloom. He attempted to move back again, 
but in a moment found himself face to face with the 
dark muzzle of a gun, while the Indian who held it 
exclaimed, in strong and unmistakable gutterals, 

" You my prisoner ! Shoot if you run." 

An assurance which Archibald did not doubt. 

Indeed, great as had been the danger about them, he 
was so confounded at his sudden mishap that before he 
could really reflect his arms were taken from him, his 

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limbs bound, and he was placed beside a tree, with the 
warning that if he made any noise his death should follow. 

It was hard to realize that he was a prisoner. He 
looked around at every movement, expecting Christian to 
share his captivity or be murdered before his eyes ; but 
he was spared this crowning agony. No signs of the 
stealthy Mohegan had been discovered. 

The party surrounding Archibald remained strangely 
inactive for savages in the vicinity of a town they in- 
tended to assault. He could form no conjectures which 
seemed reasonable as to the cause of their loitering. 

Slowly the night rolled away ; the morning must be 
near at band. The captive had exhausted conjectures in 
vain endeavours to solve the mysterious conduct of his 
captors. But as daylight began faintly to appear his 
wonder increased. Certainly if any attack was contem- 
plated it must take place very soon, for he was well aware 
of the fact that Indians never show themselves partial to 
warfare in full daylight, when the whites were their equals 
in the fight. 

Archibald was not disappointed in the expectation that 
his friends would be attacked in the mist and fog of early 
dawn. All at once the dead silence which had lasted for 
hours was broken by the report of firearms. Shouts and 
yells succeeded, but from the distance the young man 
knew that the attack must be upon the opposite or north 
side of the place. 

Of course he thought his captors would move up at 
once, and take the fort in the affray. But this they did 
not do. They merely moved to the edge of the clearing, 
where they were in full view of the scene of conflict, and 
there they waited, crouching low, leaving Archibald, with 
a guard or two, a little distance in the rear. 


The town being dimly visible through the incipient 
dawn and fog, the attention of the savages was very 
naturally drawn in that direction, since they had a deep 
interest in the success of their red fellows. 

Archibald, however, had little thought of any attempt 
at escape ; since he could scarcely reach the assailed 
settlement if he were free, and there was no probability 
that he would be able to elude the swarming savages for 
five minutes. 

He was thinking of the terrible fate to which his loved 
ones, and especially Shining Star, the Mohegan maiden, 
in whose fate he had taken an abiding interest, were ex- 
posed, and weighing their chances pro and con, when his 
thoughts were almost rudely called to the present and his 

A light touch was upon his arm, and, as he would have 
turned to see whence it came, a low hiss of warning wa.-, 
breathed in his ear. Then he felt the bonds upon his 
legs give way ; those upon his arms quickly followed. 

He had scarcely time to realize that Christian was 
working for him, when a strong grasp raised him to his 
feet, and his steps were guided from the place so stealthily 
that neither of the guards, standing within six feet of 
him, were aware of any movement. 

There was a mass of bushes growing near at hand, and 
behind these the thus far almost unseen conductor drew 
Archibald. Here he paused long enough to stoop to the 
ground, and raised a bundle of warlike weapons, which 
he pressed into Turner's arms, saying — 

" Take some, but never stop much now !" 

Archibald heeded the suggestion perfectly. Raising 
them in his arms, he ran beside his liberator till they had 
put a considerable distance between themselves and the 


ambushed Narragansetts. By this time he had classified 
and disposed of most of the accoutrements, so that his 
hands were again at liberty. 

" Where did you get these f he asked of the Mohegan. 
There was a gun, powder-horn, and bullet-pouch, a knife 
and hatchet, both evidently the property of an Indian. 

" Me find um,' returned Christian, significantly ; and 
Archibald noticed a fresh scalp dangling at his belt. 

" I shall not refuse them, let them come whence they 
will," thought the young man. " They have my own 
rifle, one of the best in Hadley, and all of my weapons. 
An exchange is not an injustice ; certainly not if I take 
up with this old rusty musket," and he surveyed the 
same rather dubiously. 

Having gained the cover of a rise of ground, which 
concealed them from the sight of the guards, who now 
had missed their prisoner, and were about instituting a 
search for him, Christian turned directly towards Hadley. 

" You git chance to fight yet,'', he remarked, pointing 
to the town, where it was evident a great commotion 
existed. The Indians were yelling and howling upon all 
sides, shooting and being shot at, dancing about and 
whooping in the delirium of excitement. 

Through this storm of death and passion there was a 
single lane, leading to the town, along which the two 
scouts could advance, and, if untouched by shots from the 
Indians or chance bullets from their friends, they might 
gain the contested walls. 

Crouching so as not to attract unnecessary observation, 
and scarce heeding the ground over which they flew, rather 
than ran, they rapidly drew near the palisades. 

How they were to scale them, was an important ques- 
tion, but they did not stop to think. 


They were within a few paces of tbe walls, when a rush 
of the inhabitants took place within, and in a moment 
more the gate leading to the forest was thrown open, and 
a fear-struck multitude appeared, eager to rush out. 

Swinging his gun above his head, Archibald placed 
himself in the opening, Christian quickly following his 
example. The assault had taken place upon the north 
side, and, unable to withstand it, the feai'-stricken ones 
had conceived the idea of fleeing into the forest upon the 
southern side of the town. 

" Back ! back !" Archibald shouted, comprehending the 
state of affairs, and swinging his clubbed gun in the faces 
of the foremost. " Go back, I tell you ! These woods 
are full of ambushed Indians, and every man of you will 
be killed if you try to fly ! Go back, and show your- 
selves men ! Beat off the foe ; I will show you that it 
can be done. Back, and meet them !" 

By pressing back the foremost, Archibald had succeeded 
in getting within the gate and closing it. Several of the 
men, learning the fate which awaited them without, 
turned back and began the battle again, while others 
were following their example. 

The Indians in the edge of the forest, seeing the scene 
at the gate, and realizing that they could not ambush a 
party of settlers, now rushed forward with loud yells to 
join in the assault. Certainly, the situation of the de- 
fenders was getting desperate. 

In order to comprehend it more fully, it will be 
necessary to advert to the plan of the Indians in making 
the attack. 

Dividing their forces, the Narragansetts had placed a 
party in ambuscade upon the south side of the town, 
while the main body made an assault upon the north end. 


The object was the complete destruction of the settlers, 
since if the savages could surprise them on one side they 
■would be very certain to rush forth upon the other, and 
thus fall into the snare prepared for them. 

In the early grey of dawn the sentinels heard a lively 
attack made upon the palisades. Confounded, they per- 
ceived that the savages had actually stolen up unper- 
ceived, and were busily engaged in cutting their way into 
the enclosure. Horrified at the discovery, they fired 
their pieces, but without any effect, and before the sleep- 
ing inhabitants could rouse and grasp their weapons, 
tawny Narragansetts were swarming in through the 
breach they had made. 

In vain the doomed, confused, half-awakened whites 
sought to drive them back. They had no leader, and 
were all unprepared for such a struggle, and though they 
fought manfully, the Indians gradually gained upon them. 
Already the black smoke from burning buildings began to 
rise, adding fresh horror to the hearts of those whose 
homes were being consumed. 

It is at such moments that the example of a coward or 
a hero decides the whole matter. Some timid-hearted one 
amid the settlers raised the cry, 

" We cannot save our town ; let us take to the woods 
and save our lives !" 

The cry was taken up by many lips, and those to 
whom the thought of death was most dreadful made a rush 
towards the south gate. The few brave men left to combat 
the Indians were outnumbered and overpowered, so that 
they, too, were forced to give way. This was just what 
the Narragansetts desired, and, feeling sure that their 
work was done, they scattered about the place to sack and 


The scheme of the Indians would have been perfect in 
its working had it not been for the presence and 
determination of Archibald Turner. Forcing back the 
excited throng, he closed the gate, as before stated, and 
sought by earnest reasoning to bring back their scattered 

Moments were precious, however. The ambuscade had 
changed to an assaulting party, and would be at hand in 
a few minutes ; while it was uncertain at what instant 
those within the walls would rally, and fall upon the rear 
of the party with deadly effect. 

Archibald was striving, with good results, to bring a 
different state of affairs about, but in such a pressing 
emergency results could not be attained quickly enough. 
Besides, the young man scarcely knew how to grapple 
the important situation. With a body of fighting fol- 
lowers he would not have hesitated to attack either party 
of the savages ; but with only a confused mass of men, 
assailed in front and rear, he scarcely knew in what 
direction to turn. 

But an angel of deliverance was at hand. At the mo- 
ment when alarm and uncertainty were at the greatest 
height, a voice,- which none of them ever before had heard, 
loudly called, 

" This way, men of Hadley ! Rally here !" 

The settlers saw a tall, bearded man, of distinguished 
and military aspect, waving a light sword in his right 
hand, His foot was firmly planted, and his eagle eyes 
flashed over the whole array of terror-stricken forms, as 
he sternly commanded, 

" Rally here, for your homes and lives !" 

There was no resisting the command. Every one felt 
himself sink into insignificance before the richly-dressed 


stranger. One after another, as they encountered that 
keen gaze, hastened to the place designated, and soon a 
dozen men stood there, cool and collected, in that strange 
presence. The fact that they had a leader, one who was 
firm and calm in the midst of that wild tumult, was in 
itself a saving power to the frightened men. 

" Now face about !" the stranger exclaimed. " March 
up to those palisades, and defend them to the death ?" 

The men heeded his injunction, for they dared not dis- 
obey, and when they were stationed, the unknown turned 
to Archibald. 

" Do you take command of those men," he said. " Keep 
them in their places, and shoot the first one who attempts 
to leave !" 

The young man promised obedience, and the master- 
spirit turned back to the gaping, wondering crowd. He 
waved his sword towards them, while his clear tones fell 
with swaying force upon every heart. 

" Form here, in the shelter of this building," he 
shouted. " Every man of you here ! Fools, cowards, are 
you not ashamed of your birthrights, to be thus driven 
about by a handful of painted savages'?" 

The men, really ashamed of their recent fright, hastened 
to obey the strange summons, and soon a determined body 
was formed, clamorous to bo led on against those foes 
from whom they had so lately Mod. 

"All in good time," said the strange man. "But first 
do you, and you"— indicating two of the strongest and 
coolest of the party — "bring out the cannon. Point it 
through yonder gap in the palisades, and give its contents 
to the red rascals on the other side. Meantime we'll be 
fighting the skunks who have gained an entrance." 

The two men indicated hastened for the cannon. 


wondering that they had not thought of it before. It was 
near at hand, and having been loaded for the occasion a 
week before, it required but to be primed and rolled to 
the place designated. 

This was speedily done, for the two men saw that the 
critical moment was at hand. The ISTarragansetts were 
near the palisades, and should they succeed in breaking 
through, even the coolness, skill, and valour of their 
strange leader might not suffice to save them. 

The unwieldy weapon was placed in position, trained 
upon the thickest of the savage horde approaching, and 
then fire was communicated by the discharge of a pistol, 
for want of a better match. The effect was electrical. 

The old weapon had been stuffed to the muzzle with 
bullets, scraps of iron, gravel-stones, and what might mo>t 
severely damage human life and limb. At the report, 
the old iron fairly raised from the earth and sprang back- 
wards with terrible force, sending its heavy charge of 
deathly messengers crashing among the skulking Narra- 

Dreadful was the slaughter. A gap was cut through 
the heart of the almost successful assailants, and nearly 
one-half of their number sank dead or wounded upon the 
earth. The remainder, utterly abashed by the loud report, 
and deadly slaughter which followed, stole away into the 
woods from which they had emerged, defeated and 
crushed in spirit. 

" This way, men ; here is work for you !" shouted the 
stranger, as he saw that their presence was no longer 
needed at the palisades. " Come on !" 

They followed him, and found that the band which 
had followed him to the conflict, with those already in the 
town, had suffered considerably. But the power of the 


Indians was broken, and they had begun to withdraw. 
The vigorous rush of the fresh forces at the proper 
moment completed their destruction. Those who 
remained fled in the utmost confusion, leaping the 
palisades as the opening they had made became filled with 
the retreating warriors. Added to other sources of 
confusion, several houses in the vicinity had been set on 
fire, and showers of sparks, falling upon the half-naked 
bodies of the savages, could not have added to their 
comfort. In a very short time the Narragansetts had all 
disappeared from the town, save such as slept their last 
sleep, or those too badly wounded to crawl away. A 
strange scene was presented to the full light of morning, 
as the remaining settlers gathered in groups, to view the 
sad desolation, to join in efforts to extinguish the flames, 
and to aid the suffering. The conflagration not having 
gained great headway, and abundance of water being at 
hand, it was stayed, so that but five buildings within the 
fortification were burned. 

The killed and wounded among the settlers were few 
indeed, compared with what might have been expected 
from the duration and obstinacy of the combat. Only 
two had been killed, with a small number wounded. 
When the flames had been quelled, the inhabitants were 
ready for other considerations. 

The first was gratitude. 

" Whar is the man what saved the day for us ?" 
demanded a tall youth, gaping round with outstretched 
palm. " I want to shake hands with him." 

Sure enough, where was he 1 None of them had seen 
him since the fight ended ; none remembered his presence 
in the last few movements of the settler forces. An instant 
search, with many vociferations and calls, took place, but 


all to no purpose. The stranger had vanished as utterly 
as though the earth had opened and swallowed him up. 

Some time later a group was gathered about an elderly- 
man, one long known in the settlements, who was speaking 
very earnestly to those about him concerning the strange 

" Ye hadn't none of ye seen him afore, I take it," he 
said. To which all gave assent. 

" No, nor ye won't ag'in, not till ye git threw all yer 
airthly trials. I want ye should jest understand, when 
the Lord wants to dew a partickeler thing, he don't go 
to work as we dew !" 

" Do you think it was an angel sent to help us 1" asked 
an eager listener. 

" Of course I dew. I've not the least doubt of it. I 
never seen anything like it afore, nor never shall ag'in. 
I tell ye the days of miracles ain't gone by yit !" 

And from lip to lip passed the story that an angel of 
the Lord had descended bodily to assist them, each adding 
something to prove that he had been aware of the angelic 
presence, till quite a respectable story of supernatural 
pretension was in circulation. 



Another week had passed, and many of the ravages 
committed by the Narragansetts in their unsuccessful 
attack had been repaired. Most of the wounded men 
had nearly or quite recovered, and a feeling of confidence, 
which Hadley had not felt for months prior to the date of 
which we write, began to make itself manifest. The 
defeat of the attacking party had been so signal, and the 


manifestation of the Lord's regard for that particular 
settlement so marked, that the zealous people really began 
to relax all individual efforts to insure their own safety, 
and trusted all to that unseen power which had sent them 
a deliverer at the proper moment. 

An exception to this rule and state of feeling, however, 
was Archibald Turner. Not that the young scout was 
less religious in his convictions, or less disposed to trust 
the Almighty than his fellow settlers ; far from it. But, 
what had passed upon the memorable occasion had been 
too deeply graven iipon his mind to allow of many fanciful 
speculations. Although he had never before seen the 
stranger, and was certain that Hadley had no such person 
within its limits, he was still certain that their deliverer 
was flesh and blood, like other men of military pretensions. 
Of course he could not solve the problem of his strange 
appearance and disappearance, but waited in patience for 
the development of the mystery. 

Shining Star had quite recovered from the hard race 
and rough treatment she had received at the hands of her 
Narragansett captors, and now that there was no proba- 
bility of again falling in with them, she desired to leave 
the hospitable abode of her friends, and repair to her own 

Although the thought of separation from her cost the 
young man a pang, he agreed to accompany her to her 
destination. In company with Christian, who was to 
remain with his tribe for a time, they set forth one fine 
June morning, and reached the place of their destination 
in safety. Not having met with any adventure upon the 
way, it was deemed a satisfactory proof that the Indians 
of hostile disposition had left that section of country. 

Archibald spent a pleasant afternoon and night with 


his Indian friends, and then set forth on his return to 

It was the middle of the afternoon of the first day upon 
the return when Archibald drew near a small ravine, or 
rather a deep valley between two small hills. A noble 
spring flowed in the hollow, and this the young man had 
looked forward to as a temporary resting-place, where he 
would refresh himself, and partake of the food supplied 
by Ms Mohegan friends. 

Merely assuring himself that no one was in the vicinity of 
the spring, and apprehending no danger, he began to 
descend the bank. Scarcely had he made half the distance 
to the bottom when a strange spectacle met his gaze. 

At a little distance above the spring, and hidden from 
the sight of those upon the bank by a curve, stood two 
Indians, whose Narragansett trappings the scout recog- 
nized at a glance. They were in a hostile attitude, 
and had evidently been preparing for a deadly strife, 
when the sounds of Archibald's incautious movements 
attracted their notice. 

Instantly forgetting their own disagreement, whatever 
it might be, they turned their attention to the new-comer, 
as a more deserving enemy of themselves and people. 

Their guns, which it seemed the red men had not 
cared to use in their own conflict, were leaning against a 
tree beside them. While they were gaining possession of 
their weapons, Archibald sprang behind a large tree 
putting himself in a posture of defence. The discovery 
had been simultaneous, and the movements which followed 
were nearly so, until the trio stood behind respective 
trees, -with guns presented, waiting any opportunity for a 
shot -which might present itself. 

Not more than thirty yards of distance separating the 


parties, it was hardly probable that either would fire in 
vain if the mark was well presented. Both parties, 
therefore, kept carefully concealed, waiting the opportune 
moment for an attack or retreat. 

Archibald used various devices for drawing the Indians' 
tire, but without success. The red men were quite as wary 
as himself, and not easily caught by a trick. 

Sundry glances which he cast forth very cautiously as- 
sured him that they, too, were plotting. And their plot 
was likely to take a much more definite form than any- 
thing he could oppose to it. One of their number was 
moving down the ravine, so as to flank the scout's position, 
while the other maintained his original tree. In this 
manner Archibald must soon be exposed to the aim of 
one or the other of his adversaries. 

] low was he to avoid this piece of strategy ? Retreat he 
could not, as that would inevitably expose him to a swift 
nie Monger from one or the other of his foes. There was 
no other tree at hand behind which he could seek shelter, 
nor could he rush upon either of his foes without insuring 
his own death. In this case there was but one thing he 
rouhl do — wait in his present position and trust his skill 
to give him the first and fatal shot. 

He had not long to wait before the critical moment 
came The savage who was gliding from right to left, 
gained a point whence he commanded a view of Archibald's 
hiding-place Here he paused, and levelled his gun. 
The seouts movement was quick, for he realized that life 
,,r death hung upon slender threads. As the Indian bent 
over his head to take aim, he necessarily made something 
of an exposure of it. Archibald's gun was upon the mark 
and he quick! v pulled the trigger. 

The report of his rifle and that of the Narragansett 


wcb almost simultaneous, and, singular as it might seem, 
bothrnissed their mark. The scout heard a dull " chunk 
close beside him, as his antagonist's ball lodged in the 
huge chesnut which sheltered him, and his own missive 
just glazed the cheek of the savage. 

The Narragansetts had feared the death-dealing rifle 
of the icout more than all else, and no sooner were they 
satisfied that it was empty than both rushed upon him 
withaydl. The white, unfortunately for him, was armed 
only with a heavy knife, and the weapon he had just dis- 
charged. These were no match for the hatchets of the 
Indians, and one of them had a loaded musket, which he 
kept presented as he advanced. 

No wonder that Archibald was vmcertain how to meet 
them. He did not wish tamely to submit, and life was 
too precious \o be recklessly perilled. Could lie have 
retreated the young man would not have hesitated to do 
so, but that was already an impossibility. 

The savages were almost \ipon him. Not more than a 
rod seperated the two parties, and Archibald could read 
Ms fate in the burning glances of his adversaries. He was 
trying to think of some desperate plan by which to elude 
them, when the report of a musket sounded from the bank 
above, and the Indian bearing the gun pitched headlong 
upon the ground. 

The other paused, hesitated, and fled, as a dark form 
burst through the woods, and rushed in pursuit. But the 
race was not long. The terrible impetus of the new-comer 
added to the fright of the Narragansett, soon ended the 
race. The latter was overtaken and a hatchet buried in 
his brain. 

After tearing away the scalp, which he suspended from 
his belt, the deliverer turned to Archibald ; it was 


Christian, the Mohegan. The two friends met wit\ a 
hearty hand-shaking, and, after acknowledging his ^reat 
debt of gratitude, the white asked, 

" How in the world came you here, Christiai ? I 
thought you were going to stay a while with your 

" Yes ; no/' was the characteristic response. " Me stay 
little while, feel lonesome, no find pale-face frieni there, 
and me come on, find ugly Nar'gansett, and git h's scalp !" 

There was a decided expression of triumph upon the 
redskin's face, and he pointed to the dripping trophy at 
his side with eager satisfaction. But then he roticed that 
another Indian had fallen, whose scalp he did not possess, 
and he at once started for that. 

Archibald sought to dissuade him, but in. vain. The 
young Indian's blood was up, and in the flush of such un- 
qualified victory it would be perfectly useless to argue 
with him. He tore away the coveted trophy, and then 
the twain exchanged congratulations again. 

Young Turner had lost all thoughts of dinner, and 
merely stopping long enough to drink from the spring, 
the two fast friends set out again. Tiey proceeded with 
caution now, since it was evident that the forest abounded 
with Narragansetts, despite their defeat at Hadley. 

" I hope we'll not fall in with any big body of them," 
remarked Archibald. " If they should get hold of us 
there would be too many old scores for them to settle." 

" Not many Nar'gansett,'' returned Christian. " Here 
few— there few. Most all gone home to look after 

" I hope so, and hope they will be wise enough to stay 
there," responded Archibald. " I have, no desire to kill 
them or be killed by them. They need not fear that the 


settlers will encourage anyone in trespassing upon their 
rights, and all their resistance will, of course, be useless. 
True, they may kill some of us, but the end will be 
destruction to themselves." 

Archibald was suddenly arrested in his talk, by a grasp 
upon his arm. " "What is it, Christian V he whispered. 


" Where are they 1" 

" Then !" 

The pair had stopped upon a level section of the forest, 
and a little distance in advance of them was a perpendicular 
descent of several feet. Here the ground stretched away 
again in another plateau. Towards this the gaze of the 
Mohegan was directed. 

Archibald still failing to descry signs of the Narra- 
gansetts' presence, Christian led the way towards the 
abrupt precipice. Abundant sounds from beneath gave 
evidence of the presence of foes. 

Archibald hung back as though loth to encounter the 
danger from which he had once been delivered within an 
hour, and would have refused to draw any nearer, had not 
Christian whispered in his ear, 

" Urn got pale face ; goin' to burn him !" 

They made their way to a bunch of bushes growing 
near the precipice, and when they had gained that in 
safety, they were enabled to overlook all that was passing 
below them. 

Archibald was not a little surprised at finding the 
assertion of his companion supported by what met his 
gaze. A tall, well-dressed man was bound to the trunk 
of a small tree, and several Indians were busily engaged 
in scraping together dead leaves and whatever would 
make a fire. 


The sight of a fellow-being in such deadly peril was 
almost too much for Archibald, great as was the power he 
possessed over his own nerves. For some moments he 
could neither think nor act distinctly. He was conscious 
that he had seen the captive at some former time, and 
that his features seemed strangely familiar; but that was all. 

Suddenly it burst upon him, bringing greater emotions 
than he had hitherto experienced. The prisoner doomed 
to suffer at the hands of the savages, was none other than 
the Deliverer of Hadley ! Yes, he saw it now. too plainly 
to admit of a doubt. The features were the same, and 
even the same expression dwelt about the closely-shut lips 
which had distinguished him in that hour of danger at 
the Indian assault. 

Various thoughts and emotions flashed through the 
young man's brain and soul in a moment. If he had 
previously felt any doubts of the mortality of that person 
they were all dispelled now. Of course the Narragansetts 
could torture nothing but flesh and blood, and it was very 
certain that they intended to burn the captive. 

Feelings of gratitude, humanity, and curiosity together, 
prompted him to rescue the stranger, if possible. But 
was it possible? He looked around, his bosom swelling 
with hope, as he noticed the situation of affairs. There 
were but five of the braves engaged in gathering up means 
of feeding the fatal flame, and it certainly seemed to 
Archibald that himself and companion would be a match 
for them, as they possessed the advantage in point of 
position, and would be the attacking party. 

" We can whip them, can't we, Christian V he asked. 

" Do um easy 'nough by-'n-by," replied the native. 
" Wait till me tell you, and then we take um as wind 
takes dry leaves.'' 


"I am willing to trust you," was the whispered 
rejoinder; "but be careful that you do not wait too long." 

" Me know when right,'' said Christian, shaking his 
head decidedly. 

Satisfied that his Mohegan ally would select the proper 
moment for an attack, Archibald examined the condition 
of his gun, and then waited for the progress of events, 
watching the - proceedings of the warriors meantime. 
While doing so, a new idea struck him. 

" Will there not be other Narragansects here before they 
light the fire 1" he whispered. "I ain't afraid of those 
five, but if more of them should come, we would have to 
give up all idea of rescue. Here are as many as it would 
be prudent for us to fight, even to save the life of a human 

" No more come," returned Christian. " Um all here 
now, have big fun while pale-face roast !" 

Still Archibald was far from easy. Constantly his eye 
scoured the forest about, fearful lest the distance should 
suddenly swarm with hostile Indians, coming to defeat 
his plans. He did not feel that nervous dread now which 
he had felt a short time previous ; did not reflect how 
great his chance for death might be in the conflict for 
which he was so anxious. He only longed to gain the 
side of that mysterious man, to thank him for the salva- 
tion of Hadley, and learn who and what he was. 

The savages continued to gather in brushwood and 
arrange the deadly pile quite deliberately, and Christian, 
with keen eyes fixed upon their every movement, lay 
behind the bushy screen. 

At length the preparations were completed, and, with 
a glance at the fast-sinking sun, the leader of the Indian 
band applied fire to the pile. Slowly it blazed up, until 



Archibald became fearfully excited, and was upon the 
point of rushing forth alone, to fall upon the exultant 
throng. But Christian held him back, whispering, 

" Go purty soon ; me tell you when." 

"When assured that their victim was ready for the 
torture, the Narragansetts formed a broken circle, and 
began their fiendish dancing and shouting. 

Then it was that Christian seemed to change his nature. 
All his former apathy was gone, and, with a glance like 
that of a young panther, he drew foi'th the bow with 
which he was provided in addition to the gun he carried. 
Carefully selecting an arrow, he fitted it to the string, 
and then raised himself with the bow half bent. 

The Narragansetts did not perceive the dusky head 
which rose from behind the bush ; nor did they dream of 
the presence of such a foe, till the arrow winged its certain 
flight, and one of their number fell pierced. 

Without pausing a moment to allow their consternation 
to subside, the two rescuers grasped their guns, and with 
loud yells rushed upon the survivors. 

Utterly taken by surprise, the Narragansetts did not 
pause for any defence, but fled from the spot with all 
speed. Most of their weapons were left behind, so that 
they were in no condition for resistance, even had they 
felt so inclined. The rescuers, therefore, contented them- 
selves with discharging their pieces after them, which 
proceeding tumbled one more of their number upon the 

Archibald then drew his knife and rushed to the flaming 
pile, where the unknown stood calmly leaning against the 
tree. Though the flames were getting uncomfortably 
stifling, he betrayed no emotion, but watched the pro- 
ceedings of his deliverers in the calmest manner possible. 


Only when the cords which confined him were severed, 
he kicked away the blazing faggots, and remarked as he 
stepped forth, 

" Well and splendidly done, young man ! You should 
make arms your profession. Believe me, you would 
become a splendid strategist and a daring fighter !" 

The youth was utterly embarrassed. He stood again in 
the presence of that strange man — stranger now than ever 
before. But he felt that something must be said, and 
quite confusedly he responded, 

" I know not, sir, what I might become in Europe, 
where everything is reduced to a matter of science and 
study. But here no amount of military education can fit 
a man for a conflict with these redskins.'' 

" Partly right and partly wrong, my young friend. A 
military education, among other things, inures a man to 
danger, and teaches him coolness and self-possession in all 
times. Those qualities are, perhaps, more essential in 
this warfare than all others, excepting skill in the use of 

" Indeed, sir, you seem to have canvassed the entire 
field of military science, even up to Indian fighting," said 
Archibald, anxious to draw out the stranger. 

The latter looked searchingly at him before replying. 

" Yes, I have seen something of military life in years 
past, I have witnessed battles such as you little dream 
of. My experience'' — he paused — "has been a strange 

" Will you not tell me something of it 1" Archibald 
asked, though he repented the question in a moment. 

" Not now, my friend, not now. Sooner or later it 
may be your fortune to know more of me. But stay," he 
added. " What do youv people of Hadley say I am 1" 

o'o rut: 31011ECAX maiden. 

" Generally speaking they consider you a messenger 
sent from God for their especial preservation/ 

"Then let that suffice for the present. I shall feel 
flattered, and it is quite as well." 

" But I know you to be flesh and blood," said the 
youth, who had grasped one of the unknown's arms, thus 
satisfying himself of the fact. 

" And you can reveal your knowledge to the Hadley- 
ites, and be laughed to scorn !" said the other, carelessly. 

They resumed the route towards Hadley, travelling in 
silence, and keeping a sharp watch for any lurking 
savage. But none crossed their path, and, in less than an 
hour, the shadow of evening had descended so densely 
that a native would scarcely have been discovered ten 
yards away. 

" We shall have to stop now and wait for the morn," 
remarked Archibald, as they scrambled through a section 
of bushy forest. 

" Yes, and the sooner the better," returned the stranger. 
" I am well worn with this rough mode of travel." 

Seeking out a convenient place, they were soon seated 
upon the ground. Here Archibald and Christian shared 
their not over-abundant allowance of food with the 
stranger. None of them felt disposed to converse, had 
talking been allowed raider the circumstances, and the 
unknown composed himself upon the earth and slept. 
The others followed his example, and soon no sound, save 
the heavy breathing of the sleepers, was heard. 

The faint streaks of early dawn had begun to penetrate 
the forest when the sleepers awoke. 

"Where is our companion?" asked Archibald, who 
looked in vain for the third person. " Surely he was 
here, and this is where he was lying." 


But no stranger was there now. They waited in the 
vicinity nearly an hour, trusting he might return, and 
scoured the neighbouring forests to find some traces of 
him. All to no purpose. If their yesterday's expe- 
rience had been a reality, he had now vanished like a 

Filled with wonder, surprise, and foreboding, they took 
their way to Hadley, which they reached about noon. 

There the strange story they related was variouslv 
received, though the majority of persons considered the 
appearance and disappearance of the unknown as most 
special proof of his supernatural nature. Even Archi- 
bald, strong as had been his faith, began to feel doubts as 
to the real nature of his late companion. 



Another week passed without fresh adventure. June 
had almost flown, and though great fears had at one time 
been entertained of a second visit from the Indians, thev 
nad not thus far shown their faces again. 

As is generally the case, present safety brought a sense 
of security, and little danger was now felt. 

Nothing more had been seen or heard, in any reliable 
manner, of the mysterious man who had so signally be- 
friended them, and who had, in turn, been assisted by 
Archibald Turner. 

So unaccountable was his appearance and disappear- 
ance that the "belief was every day gaining ground that 
he was a being superior to mortals, or possessing super- 
natural powers. 

Archibald Turner spent the time in ordinary labour 


assisting to cultivate the neighbouring fields, many of which 
were worked in common during those troublesome times, 
those who assisted sharing in the produce. 

The fields being hoed, the young man shouldered his 
rifle again, and started into the forest. He had no 
particular object in view, but longed to tramp the wilder- 
ness once more — to encounter its perils and enjoy its 
adventures — so fascinating had the forests become to him. 

It was early morning when he set out. The dew was 
still sparkling on the grass about Hadley, and many a 
glad songster was piping his welcome to the new-fledged 
day. Yet Archibald wandered forth with little eye for 
any of the beauties spread about, and quite heedless of 
the sweet voices which chirped with such glee from the 
tree-tops. His thoughts were far away, even to the 
Mohegan village. In fact, he was wondering where the 
sweet maiden of the redskins, Shining Star, might be at 
this moment, and what she was doing. Was she thinking 
of him 1 Possibly, and the thought was very gratifying 
to the young Englishman. 

Archibald would not have acknowledged that he was 
in love with her ; far from it. That he felt a deep interest 
in her welfare there could be no doubt. If she had a 
white skin and the same attractions of grace and natural 
beauty, he would argue to himself, she might sway his 
affections, and command the homage of courtiers. Was 
she the less deserving because of her birth and parentage, 
events over which she had no control 1 Might it not be 
possible to educate her as we educate our own children, 
and make her a refined woman 1 

Debating within himself upon these matters, not for 
the first time, he wandered on, and entered the forest, 
scarcely heeding whither he went. He only knew that 


the forest scenery, over which his eyes wandered with a 
gaze which saw nothing, was familiar to him. Had he 
looked more intently, the young man would have seen 
moving figures here and there among the trees in advance 
of him, and detected more than one eye which watched 
his progress from behind some cover with eager satisfaction. 
But he saw no such thing. He strode blindly on, with 
rifle strung on shoulder, and the first intimation he had of 
danger came in a form not to be mistaken. 

Half-a-dozen whooping Narragansetts sprang from be- 
hind trees, yelling and brandishing weapons, as they 
rushed upon the astounded scout. Archibald's day-dream 
was rudely broken in upon, and before he could realize 
his situation, or attempt a defence, he was in the hands 
of the savages. 

To struggle was natural, and a struggle with him 
meant something more than child's-play. His brawny 
arms swept more than one enemy to the earth, held as he 
was, and astounded the almost victors quite as much as 
their sudden onslaught had astonished him. Could he 
have drawn himself entirely from their grasp it is possible 
Archibald might have freed himself, notwithstanding 
numbers and the disadvantage at which he was taken. 
But this was not to be his good fortune. 

The brave scout, despite his efforts, was borne down by 
numbers, and his arms pinioned, after all weapons and 
every thing of value had been taken from him. He was 
then led to a tree, against which he was placed, and his 
arms firmly lashed thereto. 

When this had been done, a warrior stepped back 
several paces, and hurled his hatchet, knocking off a piece 
of bark just above the prisoner's head. The handle of the 
weapon, indeed, partially struck his head, and almost 


blinded him fur the moment. The savage then uttered 
an impatient exclamation, and withdrew a little further. 
Here he fitted an arrow to his bow, and raised it to his 
eye. Archibald could see that the shaft was levelled at 
his face, and shut his eyes with a firm resolution, expect- 
ing t<> feel the dreadful crash of the feathered, missive. 

He heard the twang of the bow, and almost simul- 
taneously came the dull "thud" of the arrow into the 
tne above his head. Opening his eyes, he saw by the 
direction of the shaft, which still stuck quivering in the 
t iv.', that it had stuck precisely where the hatchet had. 
At once he realized that the brave was only testing his 
prisoner's nerves. But he was fitting another arrow! 
|[o\v soon might he choose to close the scene; or how 
soon might he fail to pierce the mark, burying the barb 
iu Archibald's brain instead '. Despite all the young man's 
undeniable courage, there was a sinking sensation at his 
heart at each fn-h trial. But he braved them all, and 
when the Indians had exhausted that part of the 
programme thev gathered in the usual council. 

lint for the peculiar circumstances under which 
Wchib.dd had been taken prisoner, there is not a doubt 
but that his life would haw paid the penalty at once. 
\s it wa-. however, a desire was kindled in the breasts of 
■ of his captors to take him to their home, where their 
Mpiaws and children might feast upon, and learn cruelty 
from his tortures. 

A (all brave, who seemed the leading spirit of the party, 
propounded the idea, dwelling upon it it with considerable 
.avage eloquence. His eye sparkled and glowed with 
liendish pleasure as he dilated upon the scenes in store 
for them, in which all could share. 

lie pointed to the bulkv frame of the prisoner, of whose 


prowess they had received abundant proof, and urged how- 
fitting would be such a victim when long-continued and 
terrible tortures were to be applied. 

His logic, coupled with the passionate revenge he 
painted, proved irresistible. With a simultaneous shout 
his brethren acquiesced in his plau. Instant action was 
urged, and preparations at once made to set out upon 
the return to their people. To this proceeding some 
objection was raised, but it was quickly overruled, and 
with democratic unanimity the entire party moved in 
obedience to the voice of the majority. 

The scout's bonds were now cast off, saving the cord 
which confined his arms, and he was placed in the midst 
of the file, between two wicked-looking braves. Then the 
line of march was taken up, and rapidly pursued for 
many weary hours before any pause was permitted. 

Their provisions were running low, and it was rather 
necessary that they should seek some mode of replenishing 
them. Archibald was treated to a far more substantial 
repast than any of his captors enjoyed ; but he Avas far 
from suspecting the object of such unusual benevolence. 

On the party travelled ; it seemed to the young man 
that he had never walked so far and so fast during one day. 
The sun was sinking low behind the trees, and already it 
was dusky in those forest depths. The party had not yet 
halted, but were upon the point of doing so, when moving 
bodies were discovered in the distance. Archibald saw at 
once that they were Indians, and his first hope was that 
they might be a superior body of Mohegans. But, as they 
came nearer, he saw that they, too, were Narragansetts. 

The party with the prisoner seemed at first ill disposed 
to meet the others, who were by far the most numerous ; 
but finally thev advanced, aft,™* Ti^ving conferred together 



upon some matters of interest. The new comers were 
hideously painted and decked, for it would seem they were 
upon the war-path in good earnest. 

The meeting between the two bodies was not friendly. 
The chief of the larger party, a hideously-disfigured and 
bedecked brute in human shape, strode forward, and 
addressed some harsh-sounding gutturals to the tall brave 
who had argued so effectively for the retention of the 
prisoner. The one addressed responded by pointing to 
the white man, and repeating some rather confused 
sentences, from which it appeared that his superior was 
displeased at his proceedings. 

An interchange of sentences followed, during which 
the new warriors crowded around, viewing the prisoner 
with many exclamations of satisfaction. The chief, 
having indulged in some very loud words, also strode up 
and viewed the enemy of his people. One hand was 
upon his hatchet, and he seemed disposed to strike down 
the white man where he stood. But the tall brave ven- 
tured to make intercession, pointing earnestly to the east ; 
and finally the chief gave a reluctant consent to his 
proposition, whatever it might have been. 

Preparations were at once made for a night bivouac of 
all the Indians, and, as some game had been shot during 
the afternoon, they were better provided with food than 
at their midday resting-place. Archibald, however, did 
not fare so sumptuously, and he noticed a marked dif- 
ference in the manner of the savages towards him. 

Soon after their supper was eaten the braves threw 
themselves upon the ground and relapsed into slumber, 
but Archibald lay with open eyes, reflecting upon what 
had transpired during the day. What gave him the most 
concern was their meeting with the fresh party, which 


evidently was bent upon mischief. Naturally they would 
wish the smaller party to join them, in which case he 
would stand in the way of their so doing. He knew very 
well that if anything stood in their way it would be 
rudely set aside. And that gave him a key to the move- 
ments of the two Indian leaders. One wished to despatch 
him at once, while the other had persuaded him to wait 
till morning light, so that all could join in the revelry. 

The more the prisoner reasoned the more he became 
satisfied that such was the true interpretation of what 
had passed, and the moi*e anxious did he become to decide 
upon some plan for foiling their desires. 

For a long time he lay reflecting and planning. The 
Indians had encamped in an open piece of forest, near to 
where a spring bubbled forth beneath a large rock. The 
ground all about them was level and free from under- 
brush, so that any attempt at escape he might make would 
stand little chance of success. In addition, two guai'ds 
had been posted, one of them apparently for his especial 
benefit. The latter savage remained in the vicinity of 
the captive, while his companion in watchfulness took his 
station upon the outskirts of the camp. 

Archibald, though realizing full well that he must 
escape that very night if he would save his life, coidd but 
confess that his prospects for so doing were growing 
smaller as the night sped away. 

It was past midnight ; the Indian camp was buried in 
profound slumber. Even the guards seemed dissatisfied 
with their lot, and leaned listlessly against the nearest 
trees, only half regardful of their duty. Hope began to 
dawn again in the bosom of the captive. Might he not 
possibly creep away after all ? 

He made a slight movement to test the watchfulness 


of those about him. It seemed unheeded, and he was 
encouraged to additional exertion. The next time he 
moved his body several inches towards the forest. The 
slight sounds which accompanied the exertion called one 
of the Indians to his side. 

But the sentinel only found his charge locked in the 
deepest sleep, to all appearance. He retired a short 
distance, throwing himself upon the ground. For an hour 
Archibald watched him, and at the end of that time 
became convinced that the brave really slept. Now was 
his time if any thing was to be done before daylight. It 
was quite dark — so dark that one unaccustomed to the 
gloom could not at once have distinguished even the trees 
which surrounded them. But the captive had been 
schooling his eyes, and could see quite enough for his 
purpose. He would have given much could he have been 
allowed the use of his hands for a few moments, but 
ihey were so securely bound as to defy all efforts at 

Very carefully, therefore, he set about leaving the 
unpleasant vicinity. He dared not rise and attempt to 
walk, but contented himself with creeping as best he 
could upon one side until he had left the circle of his foes 
and gained the margin of the forest. This much required 
some time in the accomplishment, but it was done at 
length, and Archibald ventured to rise to his feet. How 
his heart thrilled ! How terrible seemed the fate from 
which he was endeavouring to flee ! 

He had scarcely regained his feet — had not, in fact, 
taken one step forward — when he heard a movement 
behind him, and, glancing back, realized that his absence 
hud been discovered. It would not do to return now, or 
endeavour to disarm suspicion by any false acting. 


Morning was drawing near, and before another oppor- 
tunity would present it would be for ever too late. 

Disregarding the instant tumult which followed, he 
strode as rapidly and noiselessly as possible into the forest. 
But the distance he had gained was too slight to admit of 
successfully avoiding a score and a half of bloodthirsty 
pursuers. The sound of his footsteps was heard, and the 
cry raised. Instantly the entire gang darted in pursuit. 

Archibald had one advantage, however. He could see 
quite well what lay before him, while the savages, just 
awakened from deep slumber, were necessarily more or 
less confused, and ran against trees and every kind of 

But, to offset this slight advantage, the fugitive's hands 
were bound, and the loss of their office greatly retarded 
his movements. 

Every moment he became aware that they were gain- 
ing upon him. Of course, as they became accustomed to 
the darkness, the little advantage he had enjoyed would 
be lost. 

He would have turned aside, but they were too close. 
He could make no movement to blind them without fall- 
ing into their hands at once. The only possible course 
open to him was direct flight, and that could not last 
long. Already he could hear the panting breath of the 
nearest pursuer. Hope was fading away in the young 
man's breast. He could almost feel the weapons of his 
pursuers, who would cut him down without any mercy, 
as he was well satisfied. 

Suddenly the earth seemed to open before him, for he 
trod on air, then shot like an arrow down into the abyss 
at his feet. Instinctively and instantly he threw forward his 
tied hands, and was arrested in his downward course with a 



stunning shock. His coupled hands had passed over the 
top of a projecting pine, which swayed tremulously under 
his weight. The young man realised his situation at once, 
and by clasping the body of the tree with his legs found 
himself momentarily safe. But what a peril confronted 
him ! He was familiar with the spot — a sheer precipice 
of over a hundred feet in height, with the rocky bed of a 
dried-up stream at its base. 

Scarcely had he come to this rude halt when he heard 
above Lira the steps of his nearest pursuer. A moment 
more and the Indian had shot past him. There was an 
instantaneous cessation of footfalls, a loud yell of horror, 
and then a heavy fall, far below ! In a moment came 
another and another, until three of the blindly-pursuing 
savages had plunged into the abyss. 

But the warning cries which they gave arrested their 
companions who were further in the rear, and who at once 
realised the dreadful fate of their predecessors. Not 
doubting that the fugitive had shared the same fate, they 
hastened around by a circuitous path to search for his 
dead and mangled body upon the rocks beneath. 



Ere long the young man heard sounds far below him 
which indicated the presence of the savage horde look- 
ing for his body. The howl of rage and anguish which 
accompanied their search revealed the moment when the 
mangled bodies of their comrades were stumbled upon in 
the darkness. Their voices were heard up and down the 
gorge as they signalled one another. Now was the time 
for escape, if, indeed, escape from that terrible position 


were possible. The scout's idea was to try and recover 

the crest of the chasm, and, in the darkness, to elude 

pursuit. But no movement was possible so long as his 

wrists remained clasped by the thongs, and yet to remove 

the thongs was no easy task in that constrained and 

most painful position. Drawing the body up to where 

Ins locked arms were held by the friendly pine, Archibald 

proceeded to gnaw at the leather string, and in a few 

minutes had so far succeeded as to feel his wrists parting. 

At the same moment he heard the sound of voices above 

and near him, and he clung more closely to the little tree 

which was now his ark of safety. Three or four savages 

failing to find his body below, had again come to the 

brink of the precipice for observation. Seeing nothing 

in the deep darkness, they shouted to those below, and 

and hurled down stones to indicate the spot where the 

body must have fallen ; but to no purpose apparently, for 

soon all was silent below. 

Would the Indians leave the vicinity before dawn, to 
give him a further chance of his life 1 was now Archi- 
bald's most anxious mental inquiry. If not, his case was 
hopeless indeed. For another half-hour he waited, his 
hands now wholly free, but painfully swollen and lacerated 
by rough usage. With much effort and care he dropped 
down the body of the tree to strike the bank from 
which it grew. He found it to be a tall, slender pine, 
whose roots were many feet below the crest of the chasm. 
It must, therefore, spring from a shelf of rock. If so, 
was there not some hope of escape by it ? He resolved 
to explore the chances for dropping down with safety to 
the gully below. Once there, he knew it would be easy, 
with his knowledge of the locality, to elude his hunters. 
Down the slender body of the tree he glided, until, at 


length, lie stood upon solid ground. A few moments' ex- 
amination proved his guess correct — the pine grew from 
a shelf on the face of the almost perpendicular wall, 
springing out of the wall at a point where a growth of 
bushes indicated the existance of a foothold for soil. A 
stone, loosened in his efforts at exploration, went crashing 
down, sending up echoes from the gulf underneath, to 
warn him that the base of the cliff was yet far beneath 
him. It did more, for a shout followed from below which 
was answered by a responsive shout from above. The 
Narragansetts were still there; and as the faintest 
stoeaks of dawn began to shimmer in the air overhead, 
the hunted man realised that it was full time for him to 
find a spot of retreat in the face of the wall, which the 
prying eyes of the savages could not penetrate. 

Continuing the search carefully along the thin shelf, he 
found it to narrow and end abruptly but a few feet along 
the wall, arrested by a huge buttress of rock. Several 
indentations, however, were found along the path, which 
offered ample shelter from observation and safety from 
rifle-ball or arrow, and, choosing the most ample of these, 
near the rocky buttress, the wearied man leaned against 
the damp wall, and was soon fast asleep. 

He could have slept but an hour, for, startled by the 
thud of a heavy stone almost at his feet, he unclosed his 
eyes, to find the sun just rising over the hills and flooding 
the precipice with light. What had loosened that stone 1 
Evidently it came from above, and some person must 
have sent it down. Was he discovered 1 He feared so ; 
yet, having a good place of defence, determined to pre- 
serve it. A slight noise from overhead now arrested his 
attention. Stones continued to fall, and he distinctly 
heard the sound of voices. The temptation to look out 


and to peer up was irresistible. Extending his head from 
cover, he had scarcely exposed it ere a shot was fired from 
below, the ball striking the rock at his side. It was a 
narrow escape. 

But he had seen enough to repay the risk. A young 
savage was suspended in the air, not ten feet above, en- 
deavouring to reach the ledge by a rope of thongs. 
Archibald's resolve was instantly made to grapple the foe, 
and hurl him from the shelf. Crouching down close in 
Ms little cave, he was somewhat surprised to perceive a 
fissure in the wall at his back, which darkness had 
hitherto hidden. It was large enough to admit his body, 
but should he use it 1 If penned up there the Indian 
would have easy work in despatching him, so he crouched 
still lower, and the swaying body of the Narragansett 
now half appeared before the hidden chamber. The scout 
now perceived that the savage held on to the rope by 
Ms hands, which, therefore, could not be disengaged until 
tie Indian's feet touched the shelf. In his girdle stuck 
Ms knife and tomahawk. It was evident at a glance 
that the young brave was lacking in the caution of ex- 
perience, or he never would have made that descent with 
Ms weapons in his belt, and his hands fully employed in 
sustaining his own weight. A pang of pity smote the 
young white's bosom. To kill one so young seemed in- 
human indeed. To refrain from killing him might be to 
doubly peril his life. 

He had no time for mental debate. The young brave's 
feetneared the shelf. Rising from his crouching atti- 
tude, the Indian's neck came into view. Archibald seized 
the throat in his vice-like grasp, and drew the writhing 
body into the little chamber. So rapid and still was the 
movement that those above and below never suspected 


what had happened. The thong swung loosely over tho 
shelf, as if the brave had reached his goal in safety. 

His safety was in the repose of death ; for, ere the 
white man's grasp was released, life was extinct. 

" Ah rne, this is too horrible — to kill one so young ; 
yet it must be, where my own safety is in the balance," 
Archibald said to himself, as he proceeded to relieve the 
body of the beautiful new knife and tomahawk, evidently 
never yet stained with a white man's blood. "What 
must be the Narragansett's thirst for slaughter, when 
such young braves as this are permitted to take the war- 
path !" thought the scout. Taking the body, Archibald 
proposed to crowd it in the fissure, when, to his astonish- 
ment, he found it led to an inner chamber, quite in the 
depths of the hill. He was bearing the body in, when 
the further falling of loosened stones on the shelf with- 
out gave warning of further danger. Now, armed with a 
keen knife, he had no fears of any hand-to-hand encounter, 
and turned back through the fissure to behold a powerful 
savage already standing before it, having slid down from 
above with the agility of a cat. The Narragansett had 
caught sight of his antagonist first, and, with a wild war- 
whoop, bounded into the narrow entrance of the cavern. 
Archibald could not fall back before the sudden onslaught, 
pressed closely by the savage, whose stalwart form so filled 
the passage as to darken the chamber. This gave the 
white the momentary advantage of taking a proper position 
for defence, and as the Indian emerged in the room he 
found the white man ready for him. Standing between 
his antagonist and the light, the Nai'ragansett was taken 
at a great disadvantage ; but, beholding at his feet the body 
of the young brave, the warrior gave another fierce whoop, 
and bounded upon Archibald like a thunderbolt. With 



a swing of the arm, the white man dashed aside the blow 
at his heart, and the knife flew from the Indian's grasp 
quite across the room, as the two men closed in a death- 
gripe. The Narragansett thought to crush the pale-face 
by the sheer force of tremendous strength, but he found 
a man in his embrace whose power was quite equal to his 
own, and by an expert movement of the foot the young 
scout tripped the giant, pressed him backward, and fell upon 
Mm with the whole weight of his body. Ere the savage 
had struck the rough stone floor, the bright steel of that 
untarnished blade, drawn from the young Indian's belt, 
was crimsoned to the hilt in the blood of the big warrior. 

Withdrawing from the savage's embrace, Archibald 
sprung to the entrance, expecting to confront other 
Indians, who, he felt certain, would follow their com- 
rades down to the shelf. Nor was he mistaken ; for he 
emerged from the inner room just in time to behold the 
body of an Indian shoot past through the air, as if, hav- 
ing lost his hold upon the rope, he had been precipitated 
into the chasm below. Down, like a rocket, the painted 
and feather-bedecked warrior dropped, and a wild howl 
from the base of the cliff told his fate. Looking upward, 
Archibald beheld the secret of the sudden descent in the 
remnant of the deerskin rope, which dangled far above, 
while upon the shelf at his feet lay fully fifteen feet of the 
parted strand. 

Thus relieved from the danger of further immediate 
visitation, the young man scrutinized the cavern. A piti- 
ful and memorable sight met his eyes. Sitting upright 
against the wall was the big warrior, holding in his arms 
the body of the young brave, gazing intently into the 
glassy eyes, while a low moan, like the sighing of winds 
through the forest, broke from his lips. The full light 


of the sun through the rift lit up the faces of the dying 
and the dead, and Archibald readily discovered, in the 
touching group, father and son— so much alike did they 
look when the sign of death lay upon their foreheads. 
The moan soon changed to a wail, so wild and so filled 
with the pathos of grief as to cause tears to stream from 
the eyes of the solitary spectator. Oh, how he yearned 
then to bind up that ghastly wound, and to restore father 
and son again to the lodge whose door they never moi'e 
would darken ! 

That more than human wail died away, and then there 
arose the solemn death-chant — the warrior still clasping 
his boy. But it suddenly ceased ; the singer's head fell 
forward on his breast ; the warrior was no more. Ai'chi- 
b.xld was alone with the dead. 

What should now be done 1 To emerge from his cave 
and expose his person was to incur great hazard from the 
now excited savages — three more of whose number had 
now perished in their hunt after the white. That they 
would endeavour to gain the retreat in such combined 
numbers as would overwhelm him he clearly foresaw. 
Escape was imperative, then, if he would be saved a most 
horrible death. But how to elude the lynx-eyed foe was 
a question beyond his power to answer ; and he could 
only hope that the Providence who had guided him thus 
far would still direct his steps to safety. 

Fearing an assault from the plateau, he proceeded so to 
bar the narrow entrance with stones as to give him all 
the advantage in event of an attack. This done, he be- 
gan to explore the chamber more fully, hoping to discover 
an opening which would again bring him out on 
the face of the cliff, along which he might crawl unob- 
served to the £?ulf below or to the crest above — a most 


dangerous and weary task he knew, but one which must 
be attempted. His search revealed several blind passages, 
but so filled were they with the fallen and wet debris of 
the walls as to render passage seemingly impossible. 
Selecting one which appeared to strike in the right 
direction, he at once began to remove the lower stones — - 
an operation greatly facilitated by the large, heavy knife 
which the warrior had wielded. In a few moments his 
eyes were gladdened by the sight of light some distance 
ahead, and after a half-hour's diligent labour he found 
himself again commanding a full view of the gulf below. 
But it was apparent that the scene was changed; he had 
left the first entrance so far behind as to have passed the 
rocky buttress which had brought the plateau to such an 
abrupt termination ; and he could now see the great rock 
jutting its smooth face far out from the perpendicular 
wall, as if to screen him from the sight of the basilisk 
eyes watching for him beyond. He took new courage, 
and began to examine the ground below him, with refer- 
ence to a descent to the old stream-bed. 

Twenty feet below a rock jutted out from the face of 
the cliff, offering secure footing. From thence a line of 
bushes led away along the cliff, showing a second plateau 
or shelf to exist. To reach this rock, however, seemed 
impossible — the descent from his look-out was direct and 
unbroken, with not a chance for a foothold. Pondering 
sadly over the seemingly hopeless task, a smile all at once 
mantled his face, and he began quickly to crawl back- 
wards through his narrow rift. Gaining the cave, he did 
not pause, but, scaling his barrier erected in the entrance- 
way, he found himself once more on the plateau. There, 
upon its extreme verge, full in view of those above and 
below, lay the rope of thongs, which had hurried the 


descending savage to his doom. To rush towards, secure 
it, and beat a retreat, was the accomplished work of a 
moment ; but not too quick were his movements, for two 
shots, one from below and one from above, cut closely 
enough to his face to prove how ceaseless was the vigil- 
ance of the foe. 

" Ha, ha ! Narrgansett," he audibly muttered, " it's 
there you are ! And there may you stay for the next 
hour — then you may walk in and take possession of this 

A thought occurred to him. Stripping off his hunting- 
shirt, he so arranged it against the wall as to be just 
visible from above, indicating his continued presence 
there. This done, he retraced his way to his avenue of 
escape. The rope was made fast without delay, and, with 
the rapidity of one knowing the value of moments, he 
slid down the slender but' strong line. It reached to 
within six or eight feet of the rock, and to drop that 
distance was easy and safe enough, if his weight did not 
dislodge the rock from its bed. Down he bounded, how- 
ever, and with safety, for the rock was firm. Instantly 
gliding to the cover of the bushes stretching away along 
the cliff, he found a second shelf, as he had surmised. 
This he followed, bearing him away, as it is did, further 
from the scene of his terrible danger. Gradually a thicket 
of evergreens began to creep up the cliff, proving the 
declivity to be near its end ; and, in a few moments more 
the young scout was safe in the rocky bed. This he 
crossed, and, striking out into the forest and hills beyond, 
was soon loping off through the woods at a pace which, 
before high noon, had placed miles between himself and 
the fierce warriors who thirsted for his blood. Towards 
the Mohegan lodges he bent his course, hoping to find rest 


with his red friends ere the night should again close 
over him. 

Had he no other purpose in seeking the village thaD 
rest for his weary, aching limbs ? 



High noon passed, and still lie pursued his cautious 
way. Danger, he only too well realized, lurked in un- 
expected places, and his eagerness to reach the village of 
the Mohegans did not betray him into forgetfulness of a 
scout's sagacity. Though fatigued, and sore and hungry 
almost to an unbearable degree, Archibald persevered 
mth a will, which must have been sustained by a sweet 
hope of rest to come. 

Nor was he disappointed ; for, just at sunset, he be- 
came aware of the vicinity of the Mohegan village by 
meeting with its scouts, who were abroad to guard against 
predatory movements of the Narragansetts, and to them he 
related his story. The Mohegans greeted him cordially. 

As they neared the village a little cry of delight broke 
upon the young man's ears, and, looking in the direction 
whence it came, he observed the Indian maiden who filled 
so many of his thoughts, waking and sleeping, skipping 
gaily along towards him. This was a glad sight, yet one 
which he had dreaded. He had feared that a sojourn 
among her own people might, in some manner, detract 
from the natural grace and beauty she had seemed to 
possess while in the home of the white man. 

Might he not, after all, find her miserable and degi'aded % 
Such an awakening would be very painful, but he had 
>lmost feared tha* 1 it ?<mM tofeo -l^c, 


But now, like the glad sun bursting through dark 
clouds, the maiden appeared, and her presence dispelled 
all his fears. There she came, beautiful, graceful, buoyant 
as ever ! A world of anxiety was lifted from the young 
man's heart, and he could not refrain from rushing to 
meet her ; though he scarcely dared bestow the kiss he 
longed to imprint upon her cherry lips. 

" Welcome, good white man, welcome !" the maiden 
exclaimed, ardently grasping both of his outstretched 
hands in her own. " Me glad you come again !" 

" Are you 1" and he looked as if her pleasure was a 
satisfaction to him. " Well, I'm glad to see you, and 
glad to get here to your town. I've had a rough time 
with the Namtgansetts !" 

The maiden's expression changed instantly, and she 
bent forward with intense interest as she asked in a low, 
anxious voice, 

" You didn't get hurt, me hope V 

" Not severely," he replied. 

The Indians who had been escorting Archibald now 
left him to the care of the maiden, while they returned to 
their duties. The young people did not at once hasten 
to the town, but, as they loitered by the way, Archibald 
informed the maiden how he had fallen into the power of 
the Narragansetts, and how strangely all things had 
worked together for his escape. 

The maiden had not, meanwhile, relaxed her grasp 
upon his hand, and, as he declared his ostensible errand, 
she drew him towai'ds the home of her people, saying, 

" Good ! Now you come with me. Me find you 
home. You find me home when Nar'gansett catch me !" 

There was something so gratified in the tone that there 
would have been no resisting the appeal, even had 


Archibald felt disposed to do so, -which he certainly 
did not. 

He found the wigwam over which the maiden presided 
in much better condition than when he had left there a 
week before. Everything bore a cheerful look, and 
seemed as cozy as could be expected in the midst of a 
fortified Indian town. Really palatable food was at 
once placed before him, and after eating his fill, and con- 
versing with such Mohegans as came in to see him, 
Archibald threw himself upon a pile of skins and slept 
the sleep of complete exhaustion — never once waking 
through all the hours of the night. 

He awoke to find the sweet face beside him which had 
filled his dreams. Shining Star was engaged upon some 
bead-work, but threw it aside when she saw that the 
white man was awake. 

" How you feel now T she asked, in tones exquisitely 
sweet to the young man's ears. 

"Much better," he replied, rising to his feet. "I 
shall have no trouble in setting out for my home this 

" Not so soon !" said the Indian, in a voice so sad that 
Archibald really wondered if he might not just as well 
stay another day. 

The result was what might have been readily foreseen. 
The entire day passed most pleasantly in the society of 
the dusky maiden and her friends. Indeed, the twain 
conducted themselves very much as an accepted pair of 
white lovers would have done under similar circum- 
stances. They walked and talked together, and sat in 
romantic spots beneath wide-spreading forest-trees, saying 
very little, except what the eyes might speak in silent 
language. Ail the while Archibald realized that he 


ought to return and assure his friends of his welfare ; 
but at the same time he reflected that they would not be 
very much alarmed, while he was not ready to return. 
He would certainly set out early next morning. Day 
closed, and twilight settled into the blackness of night. 
Still he lingered, fascinated, spell-bound. In fact, when 
he retired for the second night, his purpose of returning 
early the next morning was growing weaker. 

Next morning he awoke and looked forth. There were 
indications of a rain-storm not far distant, and he was not 
desirous of setting forth till that was decided. "While he 
was watching the workings of nature, all other considera- 
tions were drowned by a warning of danger, which was 
brought to the town by one of the Mohegan scouts. 

That individual had been out in the forest a mile 
distant, when the early grey of morning light dawned. 
Sundry movements in the vicinity had warned him that 
he was not alone, and a little investigation revealed the 
fact that a body of Narragansetts were stealing along in 
the direction of the Mohegan town. The scout who 
made this discovery was very fleet of foot, and without a 
moment's pause he bounded away, bringing the first 
tidings of the foe already at the door. 

The Indians flew to arms with a readiness which long 
practice had rendered second nature to them, and within 
two minutes after the arrival of the message the rude 
fortifications were swarming with defenders. They were 
not a moment too soon, however. 

Scarcely had the foremost settled themselves in their 
positions, when a band of the enemy appeared, and with 
loud yells rushed upon the least defended portion of the 
breastworks. In firearms the Mohegans had a supe- 
riority, as they had been well stipplied by their English 


friends, and the volley they gave the Narragan setts as 
they approached drove them speedily back to the shelter 
of the forest. 

As it was evident that they could not effect a surprise, 
the assaulting party, who were slightly nonplussed at the 
greeting, put their heads together to counsel how the 
desired object should be effected ; while a portion of their 
warriors amused the Mohegans by a series of feigned 
attacks. But the defenders were brave men, and by this 
time they were fully in the defences, so that the few shots 
exchanged were generally in their favour. 

Archibald, feeling that he owed a debt of gratitude to 
the Mohegans, had taken a gun, and was among the first 
to greet the assaulting party. The Indians had scarcely 
looked for this decided act upon the part of their guest, 
and when he improved the calm which followed in walk- 
ing about the town, and giving various good suggestions 
for the defence, they began to regard him as especially 
sent by the Great Spirit to protect their people from the 
common foe. 

But the Narragansetts, confident in the superiority 
which numbers gave, had no intention of relinquishing 
the attack. Safe beyond rifle-shot, their leaders pleaded 
and urged till the braves were wrought up to something 
like a frenzy, and were eager to be led upon the town 
once more. 

Soon a body of them burst from the forest covert, and 
advanced a short distance with wild yells. Here they 
paused, firing several futile shots from such weapons as 
they possessed, evidently in the hope of drawing a reply 
from the defenders before they should be sufficiently near 
to suffer severely. But Archibald had warned them 
against any such rashness, knowing that a close volley 


steadily given, would not fail to send the assaulting party 
back again in confusion. The Mohegans behaved un- 
usually well, for they had much faith in the general 
sagacity of the whites, and Archibald was everywhere 
present among them. 

The Narragansetts, finding that the attempt did not 
succeed, withdrew, and rushed forth again next moment, 
with fresh yells and an evident purpose of at once attack- 
ing the town. But they stopped a pace further in 
advance than before, and the same pantomime was 
repeated. This was really dull work, but, as it was un- 
certain at what moment the savage force would make 
another forward movement, the defenders had but to 
wait in silence and watch the progress of events. 

Suddenly there came a cry of alarm, and a victorious 
yell from the other side of the town. The main body of 
the Indians, taking advantage of the feint made by 
their brothers, had stolen round to that quarter, and 
rushed upon the defenders before their presence was really 
understood. The few who were upon the watch in that 
direction, being utterly unable to combat them, called 
loudly for assistance, and in obedience to their request 
most of those with Archibald rushed that way. The 
young man would have followed, but, at that instant, he 
saw another movement which required to be met. Those 
Narragansetts in front of them, seeing the general rush 
of the defenders to oppose their brethren, set themselves 
in motion towards the palisades at a quick rate. 

Here was a case requiring prompt action. Archibald 
was almost alone, and at least a score of foes were coming. 
Should they gain the town it would be a decisive case 
with the Mohegans. Hastly calling to such of the latter 
as he could see, the young man discharged his own 



weapon with such good aim that one of the foremost fell. 
He had no time to reload, and instead of attempting it 
he hastened for assistance. Three or four Indians were 
skulking behind a lodge, waiting an oppportunity to join 
the general melee without nrach danger to themselves, 
and these he commanded to assist him. 

With this little reinforcement he returned just as the 
assaulting party was at hand, and his few allies were 
upon the point of flying. Seeing the addition to their 
number, the latter paused, and turned upon the enemy. 
A sharp conflict at once ensued. 

Archibald clubbed his musket and planted himself in 
the way of the half-victorious ISTarragansetts, while, his 
red companions gallantly seconded his efforts. Half-a- 
dozen of the most agile savages gained the enclosure, but 
it was to meet a certain doom. Archibald's own ai-m 
swept down two of them, and his comrades as speedily 
disposed of the others. The others, meanwhile, finding 
that they could not readily gain an entrance there, ran to 
join their confederates upon the other side of the position. 

Having disposed of those who had entered, nothing 
now remained but to follow and meet the rest of the 
party wherever they should chance to make a second 

The Nai-ragansetts did not proceed more than half-way 
to their fellows before they found a spot where the. 
defences seemed to be utterly at their mercy. Three or 
four of them at once bounded ovei-, and the others pre- 
pared to follow. But scarcely had the foremost gained 
the enclosure, when they were swept upon by the vic- 
torious and maddened Mohegans. Almost in a moment 
the conflict which ensued was decided, but not so cheaply 
was victory bought as before. 


Archibald led the advance of his party, and upon gain- 
ing the scene he raised his clubbed musket to strike down 
one of those opposing him. But the blow for which his 
arm was nerved, was never given. Darkness overspread 
his vision, and, with a movement over which he had no 
power, the young man fell to the earth. A hatchet had 
been hurled, and struck him upon the head, cutting an 
ugly gash. One of his companions fell a moment later, 
with an arrow in his breast, and two of the ISTarragansetts 
dropped beside their victims. The rest succeeded in 
escaping, and soon the whole attacking force withdrew. 



Not until near noon did the Narragansetts give ovei 
ihe attack, and allow the Mohegans a short respite. But, 
as they finally withdrew, and scouts followed to bring 
word in case they should change their purpose, the 
besieged were left at liberty once more. Most of their 
wounded, not many in number, had already been cared 
for, and now the dead were to be gathered and consigned 
to the grave with duo Indian lamentations and wailings. 

Archibald had been very severely stunned by the blow 
which prostrated him, and several hours passed before 
consciousness returned. The first sensations he was con- 
scious of were a violent pain in the head, with raging 
thirst. His whole body seemed paralyzed. But when he 
was able in some measure to understand his condition, he 
saw that the sensation was produced by a heavy form 
lying directly across him. The pressure, coupled with 
his other sufferings, was almost unbearable, but he was 
quite unable to help himself, and, after a few futile efforts, 


which aggravated tlio pains lie already endured, the 
.sufferer desisted, looking anxiously for any passer-by to 
whom he might call for assistance. 

The place where he had fallen was the least frequented 
of any portion of the enclosure, and it seemed now that 
no kindly helper would ever again pass that way. He 
would have called for assistance, but could not. 

Of one thing he was tolerably certain ; the town still 
remained in the hands of the Mohegans, and the fighting 
had ceased, for not a single musket-shot had he heard in 
all the long time he had been there so anxiously waiting. 
Probably the time Avas not so very long in reality, since 
each moment of pain and suspense seems in itself an age. 

Finally the young man's heart beat again more re- 
lieved, as he heard steps, and saw a single Indian ap- 
proaching. Now he should find relief! The Mohegan 
was passing by at a little distance, scarcely regarding the 
pile of dead bodies beside him, when Archibald called his 
attention in that direction. 

" Help me !" he said, seeing that the other would 
pass by. 

The Indian paused, as the faint tones reached his ears, 
and turned in the direction whence they came. He stopped 
on seeing the white man with his strange load, and stood 
regarding him for some time in silence. 

" Move this body, so that I can breathe/' said Turner, 
thinking that he was not comprehended. 

The Indian glanced quickly around, and then moved up 
nearer to the fallen white man, dropping upon one knee 
as he did so. One hand rested upon a knife in his belt, 
and a baleful light shone in his glittering eye. 

For a moment Archibald was somewhat frightened, 
thinking a disguised Narragansett had gained the town, 


and was about to kill him. But a second look gave 
evidence that he was mistaken, for the person before 
him was a Mohegan whom he recollected often to have 
seen about the town. And another fact he recollected, 
that the same Indian had always seemed to regard him 
with peculiar feelings, whether of jealousy or hatred he 
could not say. But he had no idea that the savage 
would take advantage of his present helpless state. 
The Indian was just within reach o? the white man, 
and here he paused for some time, regarding the wound 
and appearance of the latter closely. The scowl upon 
his features grew darker meanwhile, and at length he 
whipped forth the knife, upon which his hand had con- 
stantly rested. But he did not look at the white man 
while so doing. Carefully glancing about, to make sure 
that no one was observing him, he bent forward, raised 
the knife, and would have plunged it into the breast of 
the man who had fought so gallantly for his people. 

But it was not to be. Another ee had observed the 
movement, and a keen voice came to bid the wretched 
traitor desist. It was the voice of death, borne upon an 
arrow, which pierced the reprobate's back. He reeled, 
rose to his feet, moaned once or twice, and then sank be- 
side his intended victim. 

As he did so another character appeared upon the 
scene. The new-comer was Shining Star, who, with a 
bow in her hand, advanced to the wounded man, and knelt 
beside him. 

" Oh, that good ! " she said, with energy. " Me come 
little while ago, and me think you dead. Then me go 
back and fight Nar 'gansett with this — " indicating her 
bow. " Now me come ag'in, and find you 'live. Great 
Spirit is good ! " 


" So he is," murmured Archibald, in low tones. " But 
what of this man ? Did you shoot him 1 And why was 
he thus an enemy to me ? " 

Shining Star seemed puzzled for a moment to gather 
the force of all the questions asked her, but she replied, 
after a momentary silence, 

" Yes, me shoot him. He bad Mohegan. He want to 
kill you many time. He bad Mohegan. Me glad me 
kill him.'' 

" But what did he want to hurt me for 1 " pursued 
Archibald, to whom the mystery of his late adventure 
surpassed even the pain of his situation. 

The maiden bent her head for a moment, and in the 
confusion apparent in her pretty features the young man 
read the answer to his words. After a time she said, 
evasively, " Me don't know all — " 

" Never mind," replied Archibald, and continumg, 
" Find some one who will help move this body, for it 
distresses me very much." 

Shining Star turned to call the desired assistance, but 
she had no need to seek far, for several Indians were ap- 
proaching the place, and when they saw the situation of 
their white friend, every hand was given to his assistance. 
Quite tenderly he was raised and conveyed to the wig- 
wam of Shining Star. An old medicine-woman came in 
and dressed his wound, after which he was left to the 
care of the proud and happy maiden. It is hardly neces- 
sary to say that her ministrations were refreshing to the 
happy patient. Once or twice he thought, what if he 
should die there] but this pang was driven away by the 
strong determination to recover at all hazards ; and, as he 
did not deem his wound very serious, he did not think 
recovery would be a matter of much time. 


He dropped into a gentle sleep, and while that lasted, 
the fair watcher maintained her position beside his couch, 
for she knew how important it was that he should not 
be disturbed if the symtoms evinced were fayourable. Of 
this she soon felt confident, and then the expression of 
anxiety gave way to a glow of satisfaction. 

It was almost evening when Archibald awoke. He 
felt at once that all was well with him. The pain in his 
head had abated in a great measure, and the fever had 
left his system. Still he was weak and sore. Even 
thought was painful to him, and he relapsed again into a 
listless, dreamy state of semi - consciousness. Shining 
Star was still beside him, all other duties being disregarded 
that she might attend upon the noble white man, to whom 
her heart was drawn with so strong an influence. 

Archibald remai'ked this fact, and realised how pure a 
thing was devotion in the breast of that unsophisticated 
child of the forest. True, the casual observer might 
fancy that gratitude swayed her actions, but he knew 
that it was not that feeling alone which prompted the 
Indian maiden. That there was a deeper and holier 
passion at work no argument was needed to convince the 
young man. 

And how did he feel under that consciousness 1 Archi- 
bald Turner was not one who wotdd regard lightly the 
affection of anyone loving so intently as he knew Shining 
Star loved him. Taking the other consideration, that 
the presence of the Mohegan maiden was essential to his 
complete happiness, it is not difficult to determine what 
his purpose was. 

No, he would not cast off the love of the red daughter 
of the forest ; he would not tear his heart-strings asunder 
for any considerations of worldly pride. He felt that 


the maiden was worthy of him, and he resolved to make 
her his own, sooner or later. When or how this con- 
summation was to be reached he could not yet decide. 
That was not material. He would await the progress of 
events, seizing the opportune moment when it should 

From such dreams the young man was aroused by the 
entrance of two Indian braves, and a person of prominent 
rank in the town. The latter pointed to the maiden, 
who had risen in evident alarm upon their entrance, and 
the two minions at once seized her. Despite her re- 
monstrances and appeals to the state of her charge, she 
was dragged away, without a moment for preparation, 
and with no explanation. 

Of course Archibald was shocked as well as alarmed at 
this movement. What it could mean he was not able to 
determine, but he felt sure that the maiden was in danger. 
At once his thoughts reverted to the scene in which she 
had saved his life from the knife of a secret foe, and he 
wondered if she were not to be tried for that vindication 
of her love and honour. In that case, no harm could 
come to her, and he rather rested in ease, while certain 
that they only desired to investigate the matter in 
due form. 

It was not till long after darkness had settled over the 
interior of the wigwam that the absent one returned. 
She was still attended by two warriors, and the watcher's 
heart misgave him, as she moved to a distant part of the 
wigwam and seated herself in utter silence. The warriors 
also took up their stations, one near her, the other close 
to the entrance. Not a word was spoken. One by one 
the other inmates of the wigwam came in, and retired to 
sleep without a word being spoken. What did it all 


mean ? What terrible mystery was there connected with 
the absence of the maiden 1 

In order that it may appear more fully to the reader, 
let us follow her when led forth from the wigwam. 

Upon gaining the open air, she was led at once towards 
the centre of the place, where, around a council fire, 
were seated all the dignitaries of the village. In the 
midst of them lay the dead body of Fox-foot, the brave 
who had so basely attempted the life of Archibald, and 
who had met a deserved fate at the hand of Shining Star. 

The maiden was then placed in the midst of the circle, 
attended by two guards, and, after a fitting silence, the 
chief man of the town arose and made a foi'mal charse 
against her. 

She was accused of wantonly slaying Fox-foot. Of 
course the maiden was much surprised at this grave 
charge, but trusted to prove her entire innocence when 
the facts of the case should come to be known. 

Witnesses were at once called upon to prove the facts, 
and from their statement it really seemed that she was 
not only guilty, but a traitress to her people. One, who 
was the principal witness, and a brother of Fox-foot, 
testified that his brother had been passing near the place 
where he had fallen when a voice called to him, which he 
knew to come from some of the wounded. While he was 
bending over to assist the needy one, who proved to be 
the white man so frequently seen in their village, an 
arrow pierced him in the back. This the witness saw, 
and, on looking for the cause, beheld Shining Star, still 
poising the bow in her hands. 

In addition, he testified that his brother had loved the 
woman most devotedly, but that she had repulsed him 
and clove to the stranger, who was not of her peop!e. 



Others testified to seeing her give the fatal shot, and 
none were strangers to the preference she had exhibited 
for Archibald Turner. 

These facts were elicited in the most thorough manner, 
and then the same semi-official who had made the first 
charge rose again. He was pained to see that the hand 
of a Mohegan maiden could be raised against her people 
in the hour of peril, when deadly foes were all around 
them. The one who could thus forget her nation should 
be made an example of, and he urged that she be burned 
at the stake in the morning. 

~No one spoke till he ceased, and then the cry went 
from mouth to mouth, " Burn her !" Shining Star heard 
these fearful sounds, and knew that her doom was sealed. 
But no word or sigh broke from her lips, and only did 
she shrink from the coming fate as youth and health 
must ever shrink from death. Then, too, there was the 
brave stranger, wounded in battling for her people, and 
whose health and well-being had been her especial care. 
He would then be left to the uncertain care of her jealous 
executioners, and she shrunk from the thought that he 
might be driven forth at any time or executed by a fancy 
of theirs. 

Pained at this thought, more than at the idea of death 
for herself, the maiden forgot her sex and weakness, 
forgot all, save the injustice of her doom. Basing to 
her feet, she gave an earnest, truthful history of the 
transaction, so clear, so vivid and eloquent, that many of 
the council began to doubt her guilt. 

But all that she had said proved nothing ; her word 
was unsupported, and when the brother of the murdered 
man rose, and in vehement tones denounced her for 
scandalizing the honour of his dead brother, who was a 


brave and 'warrior, he carried back again all the maiden's 
influence, and she was solemnly adjudged to death ! 

Then it was that she was taken back again to the 
wigwam to pass the last night of her decreed life under 
guard. And this was the reason of the strange scene 
within that Indian abode. 

At length all became quiet within the tent, and after 
some time spent in composing her feelings, the maiden 
arose and approached the couch where the young man 
was lyiug, followed by the stealthy guard, who maintained 
his position between her and escape. She had hoped to 
find the sufferer sleeping and to watch beside him through 
the last hours of her life, but it was not so ; the dark 
mystery going on about him had been quite sufficient to 
keep the young man awake. As Shining Star took a 
position beside him, he turned somewhat, and in a low 
tone asked — 

" What is it 1 What is the meaning of all this ?" 

The dark-featured maiden did not reply for some 
moments. She had not prepared herself to reveal the 
cause of her sadness and the strict watch kept over her. 
But now that the request was made, she had no idea of 
evading it, and after a short silence she said : — 

" Shining Star must die. Red man say so in council, 
because she killed Fox foot, bad Injun. Burn her in 
the morning ! " 

" Impossible ! They cannot do such a wicked thing as 
that ! " shouted Archibald, when the first palsy of con- 
sternation Lad passed away. " It is infamous ! I will 
allow nothing of the kind ! " 

" You cannot help it," was the sad reply. " Braves 
hold a council, and say it must be so. Better say nothing; 
maybe they hurt you too." 



" By heaven ! I don't care for that," was the excited 
reply. " They shall not harm you while I have any life 
in my body. But how was it that you were condemned 
to such a fearful fate ? " he asked, a moment later. 

She related to him the events which had taken place at 
the council, and specified those who had been most pro- 
minent in the action against her. 

" I will see to that," said Archibald, rising from his 
couch, despite her entreaties. " I will see those men, 
and learn something more of this vile scheme." 

He started towards the door, but gained a further in- 
sight to the state of affairs when the sentry there cocked 
his gun, and ordered him back to bed, intimating that he 
should feel called upon to blow his brains out in case of 
refusal. Sure that the Indians had especial instructions 
to detain him a prisoner, he complied with the far from 
gracious request. Seeking the couch he had just left, the 
young man threw himself upon it with a force which 
made his wounded head snap and ring again. 

" A plague on the rascally Mohegans," he muttered to 
himself. " They are like all other Indians, save that 
they are shrewder. They know it is for their interest to 
keep on friendly terms with the English, and so they 
join in alliance with us. But they are passionate and 
deceitful at heart, after all. Glad would they be to serve 
her and myself the same way if they but dared to do it. 
Never mind, they shall know my especial views in the 
morning. I will remind them that I do not choose to be 
thus buffeted after the service I have rendered them. 
And I do not choose to have one whom I have taken 
under my care thus summarily dealt with. I will assure 
them that she acted a noble part, and if my efforts cannot 
save her from that dreadful fate — " 


But, really, he did not believe that they would be so 
rash as to carry out their purpose in regard to the 
maiden. Rather comforting himself with that thought, 
Archibald finally fell asleep, and did not awaken to 
realise his situation until the dawn of another eventful day. 



As his mind reverted at once to the scenes surrounding 
him, the young man sprung upright and gazed about. 
The light of day had just entered the wigwam sufficiently 
to display all the characters there assembled, and as a 
consequence the inmates were generally astir. There 
were exceptions, however. 

Mute and silent, upon a block beside the couch, sat 
Shining Star, her eyes fixed upon the floor, and her whole 
manner drooping and dejected. What wonder ? Was 
not the light, which drove away the gloom of the morn- 
ing, coming as a death-signal to her 1 She knew the 
nature of her people too well to think, for a moment, 
that there was any respite for her. During the long 
hours of night she had nerved herself to meet death 
calmly, and now she felt that all was ready for the great 

As Archibald's gaze rested on her, a faint smile 
for a moment broke over her features, but the sadness 
which gave it birth soon chased it away. The young 
man looked no further. He could see nothing save that 
pale, suffering face, and his resolution of the preceding 
night was renewed. He would make every possible 
effort in behalf of the poor maiden. Perchance he might 


save her from the dreadful fate, now so near its accom- 

Rising to his feet, he found that much of the pain and 
soreness had departed from his head, and he was really 
himself again. Putting on his cap he turned towards 
the door. 

The same sentinel was there, and he rallied as the 
white man approached, presenting his musket. 

" Stop ! " he commanded, seeing the purpose of the 
other to leave the wigwam. " Stay, or me shoot ! " 

" Shoot !" exclaimed Archibald, with terrible earnest- 
ness, bending his fiery gaze upon the redskin. " Threaten 
to shoot an Englishman, will you 1 and one who has clone 
so much for you as I have done 1 You dare not ! It 
would cost you the scalp of every man in this A'illiage. 
You are not ready to make war upon the English now, 
after their kindness to you." 

Turner was physiognomist enough to know when he 
had subdued the half-formed determination on the part of 
the savage to oppose his exit, and at the proper moment 
he very quietly passed forth into the open air. The 
heavens were dark and lowering, giving abundant evi- 
dence of rain before many hours should pass. A mourn- 
ful, sighing wind passed through the tree-tops with a 
howl like some weird requiem for a lost spirit. Certainly 
the elements and nature were in harmony with the feel- 
ings of the excited young man. 

Just noticing these outward appearances, he hastened 
to the council square, in the midst of the village, where 
he found quite a number of Indians assembled. There 
was a little surprise evinced at his appearance, though no 
words denoting it were spoken. He saw at a glance that 
the man he sought was not there, and with trembling 


steps he hastened to his wigwam. Here he encountered 
the grave Indian who swayed most of the destinies of the 
village, and to him the young man at once addressed 

What he said, or in what terms he addressed the Mo- 
hegan, Archibald never knew. The terrible whirl of his 
brain was too great for anything like candid reflection or 
reasoning. He merely urged upon that functionary the 
great injustice they were doing Shining Star, and the 
personal interest he should be obliged to take in the 
matter, as he should never rest till it had been brought 
before the consideration of the English authorities. 

The grave Indian heard him in silence, while not a 
muscle of his face moved. Finally, when the young man 
had no more to say, the other waved his hand, and in 
accents of command, said, 

" Good ! My white brother may go to his wigwam 
now. I will speak to the council of the red men, and if 
they shall heed the words of the good Yen-gee it will be 
well. But let the pale-face rest now, that he may be well 

"But let me go to the council with you!" persisted 
Archibald. " I can tell my own story quite as well you 
can, and I tell you she must not be harmed !" 

Had he been less excited, it is more probable his re- 
quest would have been heeded. But, with an all-suf- 
ficient wave of the hand, the Indian dismissed him, saying, 

" The council is not for white men, but for the Mohe 
gan. Let not the stranger seek that which is not his.'' 

Feeling that he had done and said all that was possible, 
and trusting for some results from, that, the half-crazed 
young man returned again to his lodge. 

He was received rather coldlv bv the guards, but 



they maintained a rigid silence, allowing the young man 
to act his pleasure about the wigwam. Shining Star was 
anxiously expecting him, and the quick glance she gave 
when he entered, scanning his countenance for any sign 
of hope, showed how great her faith had been in his 
efforts. She read his failure, and turned away with a 
deep sigh, which pierced the white man to the heart. 

" It may be that I have effected something," he thought, 
"but I do not need to tell her so, and raise hopes which 
may only be dashed to the earth again. Better that she 
should be happily disappointed than otherwise." 

The air within the cabin seemed hot and stifling ; he 
could not breathe in it. Rushing to the door he paced 
up and down in the open air for a time, till his equanimity 
was in a measure restored, and then he began to cast 
about him, to see in what manner he could further strive 
to render the doomed one assistance. 

Alas ! He saw no means. It could not be done by 
force, for he was alone in the home of the Mohegans, who, 
though professing friendship, might at any moment con- 
sider it for their interests to put him quietly out of their 
way. Strategy he could not employ, for his every 
movement was too closely watched. Persuasion alone 
remained — what a slender hope, after the experience he 
had already received ! 

" I will make one more effort !" he resolved, dashing 
away in the direction of the council. " If what I said 
effected nothing, I may still make a fruitful appeal." 

He not only found the braves and leading Indians 
assembled, but most of the squaws and children, anxious 
for the hour to come when they could feast their gaze 
upon the frightful suffexings of a human being in agony, 
no matter though the sufferer be one of their own people. 


The presiding genius of the village, whom Archibald 
had heard addressed by the euphonious sobriquet of 
"Wawanooma, saw him approach, and regarded the 
intrusion with lowering brow. But Archibald disregarded 
those indications of the Indian feeling, and paused not till 
he stood beside the dark-browed official. 

" What would the pale-face in the red-man's council ?" 
the latter demanded, seeing that an uneasy movement 
pervaded the ranks of the braves at this intrusion. 

" I have come,'' was the rejoinder, " that I might 
satisfy myself whether the Mohegan was an honourable 
man, or whether he would insist upon putting to death 
an innocent person.'' 

The dark brows all about him grew momentarily 
darker, and Wawanooma answered, in a growl like dis- 
tant thunder, " .She shall die !" 

" Shame upon you ! Shame, Mohegans !" the young 
man exclaimed, with terrible earnestness, flashing back 
with tenfold force the angry glances cast upon him, and 
forgetting for the moment his own danger, in virtuous 
indignation. " Is it thus you repay your allies for devo- 
tion and bravery 1 Chance threw me in your village, and 
when the foe assailed it I raised a weapon and fought 
with all my strength in your behalf. While I was lying 
wounded and helpless, a viper crept up and would have 
destroyed me, had not a noble maiden from your people 
seen the deadly purpose, and slain him ! And for that 
you would take her life ! Shame on yon, I say ! When 
you meet the white man again it will be as foes, not 
friends. Your villages will be laid waste, your wigwams 
destroyed, your corn burned, and your young men slain ! 
Beware how you injure one who has saved my life ! I 
have spoken !" 


He seated himself upon the ground as he ceased, after 
the manner of his Indian friends, and waited for the re- 
sult. Ihere was a murmur and close consultation for 
some moments, and when it was ended, Wawanooma rose, 
and said, 

" The pale-face is strong, and speaks words of wisdom. 
His people are wise, and mighty in battle. But they do 
not rule the Mohegan. "We have our own laws, and 
those laws decree that a murderer shall die ! We have 
spoken !" 

Approbation burst from the Indians there assembled as 
their leader ceased speaking, and they made an impulsive 
movement towards the wigwam, where the object of their 
wrath was held a prisoner. Archibald saw that his efforts 
had been utterly in vain, and with a sinking heart he 
turned away. 

His first impulse was to leave the place for ever, but a 
stronger feeling drew him back. He would make sure 
that the Indians really intended carrying out their plan 
before he left them. There should be no uncertainty in 
the matter. 

He had but a few moments to wait ere the appearance 
of a yelling, exultant rabble showed conclusively that they 
had not indulged in vain or empty threatenings. Standing 
where he was, he soon saw the maiden led past. Already, 
to his eyes, she seemed crowned with the halo of 

" Oh, my dear girl !" he moaned, " can it be that this 
cruel fate is for you 1 Can it be that I can do nothing to 
save you ?" 

He followed on in the wake of the rabble, trying to 
think of some scheme for her rescue. Alas ! too well he 
knew that the thought was madness. He was alone and 



helpless. Not a single human being would lend him any 
assistance, and his arm was far too weak for the 
work. He could but witness her death, and vow to 
heaven that the offence should not pass unheeded or un- 

The fatal place of execution was reached, and the 
maiden, more dead than alive, was securely bound to the 
stake. Thus far the executioners had omitted gathering 
any fuel, and the agonised spectator really began to hope 
that it was only a sham, after all. 

But no ! From every direction came crowds of children 
and squaws, bearing piles of the needed faggots, which the 
warriors proceeded to arrange in the most approved 
manner about the victim. Then the torch was produced, 
and with a groan the young Englishman shuddered as he 
closed his eyes. Hope had almost faded from his heart, 
when a drop of water revived it again. Yes, it was a 
drop of water which struck his hand, and, on turning his 
eyes to see whence it came, the young man saw that the 
long-delayed rain was upon them. The single drop was 
followed by another and another ; then by a bursting 
deluge, so sudden and unexpected that the Indians broke 
and fled for the nearest shelter, the almost executed pri- 
soner was hastily sent away under guard, and only the 
happy Archibald remained, pacing backward and forward, 
disregarding the furious storm, in his joy at the unlooked- 
for reprieve. 

" Perhaps that may bs turned to account,'' he mused, 
looking around, and seeing how suddenly the throne had 
disappeared. " They may be made to think that some 
superior power has a hand in this storm. It can do no 
harm to sound them upon the matter.'' 

He walked on. and soon saw Wawanooma entering his 



wigwam, after making sure that the prisoner was properly- 

Archibald followed in his wake, and on reaching the 
cabin entered without any hesitation or ceremony. The 
Indian looked up with something of a frown, for he was 
not pleased at the aspect of affairs without. He may 
have had other feelings in regard to the visitant himself, 
which were not utterly pleasant. 

He frowned more when the intruder took a seat near 
him, and in most familiar tones, commenced, 

" My red brother sees now that he was in the wrong, 
and that the Great Spirit is angry with him. Notice how 
his rain is sent to stay the execution which should not 
take place ! Will not my brother confess now that he is 
in error V 

The expression of the redskin's face grew more and 
more dark, as he slowly repeated, 

" If Manitou is angry with Wawanooma, let him speak 
and tell of his anger. Mohegan worship Christian God, 
and him no talk like other gods !" 

" But he is talking to you now," repeated Archi- 
bald. " The rain is his voice, and he sends it to show 
you that he is angry. If you do not heed that, light- 
nings and hurricanes may come. Let my red brother 
be wise !" 

" Wawanooma has spoken ; he will not speak double, 
like pale-faces. White warrior should not waste his 
breath in asking chief of the Mohegans to lie. I have 
spoken. Let him go !" 

There was a voice of authority in the words, accompanied 
as they were by a nod towards the half-opened door, which 
convinced the listener that they were not to be disregarded 
without danger of invoking consecuences. With the best 

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grace possible he arose, and took his way to more hos- 
pitable quai'ters. 

What to do now became a question of vital importance. 
He could do nothing more for the maiden — that was 
certain. He could not remain and witness her dreadful 
fate. Perchance he could come again and learn if it had 
really taken place — learn if the one whom he loved most 
of any on earth had been burned at the stake, -only 
because she had dared so much to save his life ! Must it 
be? The thought was too terrible. His brain reeled 
beneath the effort. Maddened and despairing, he paced 
up and down for a time, and then passed the forti- 
fications unchallenged, rushing forth into the storm and 

For several hours he wandered about, keeping within 
sight of the Mohegan village, till at length he sunk upon 
% log, quite exhausted with his violent exercise, and the 
terrible excitement which accompanied it. 

How long he had sat thus Archibald never knew, but 
it was some time — time of which the young man was not 
more than half conscious. He was aroused to con- 
sciousness by feeling a light hand placed upon his shoulder. 
Startled by the shock, he looked up, and beheld Christian 
standing silently beside him. 

Various emotions blended in the suffering man's mind 
at the discovery. The first which he could realize was 
joy at the meeting, and under its influence he threw 
himself into the red youth's arms. Then, in a moment, 
he loosened his hold, and seating himself again upon the 
log, wept till hot tears chased each other down his cheeks, 
like the rain-drops which fell from the trees overhead. 
Christian stood looking on, perplexed at what he saw. 
Never had his friend acted so before. 



"What is wrong? What is the matter?" he asked, 
instinctively stepping back a pace or two. 

Archibald made a great effort, and succeeded in calming 
himself. Then realizing how strange his behaviour must 
appear, he drew Christian to a seat beside him, and with 
as few words as possible, related all that had happened to 
him since leaving Hadley. 

The listener was scarcely less agitated than the speaker 
before the recital was ended, though his Indian stoicism 
enabled him to subdue outward expression more fully. 

" That must not be !" he finally said, after Archibald 
had concluded his recital, 

" I, at least, can not bear to think of it,'' was the reply. 
" But we are almost powerless, alone as we are ; what can 
we do, Christian ?" 

" Me don't know," returned Christian. " Me go yonder 
and find out," pointing to the village. " Come by-an'-bye, 
and let you know. You stay here ?" he asked, as he 
prepared to move away. 

" I hope you will come soon and tell me of some plan 
for saving her life." 

" Me come !" and with that he was gone. 

It seemed as if the long hours never would wear away, 
and the faint hope he had had that Christian would ac- 
complish something faded again to a deep despondency. 

At length a light form sprang over the fortifications, 
and dashed away in a circuit, bringing up near where the 
impatient watcher was crouching. It was Christian, and 
though in haste he brought tidings of hope. If Archibald 
would consent to take the maiden to his home and people 
for a time, Christian would guarantee that he would get 
her outside the village under cover of darkness. Of 
course the suffering lover had but one word to say in the 


matter, and that was to bid his red ally God speed. 
With a few quickly-whispered directions, the faithful 
fellow hastened back, that his absence might not excite 
comment among his red brothers. 

Night came, but oh, how slowly ! It seemed to the 
impatient man that he never had seen a day so long. 
But the light finally faded away, and as it did so he crept 
up to a station in the vicinity of the village which had 
been indicated by Christian as the proper point for him to 
occupy in the scheme contemplated. Still the rain 
descended, though with less fury, and there was every 
indication that it would cease long before morning. Once 
or twice he felt that it had ceased while he remained there 
watching, but soon it would rain again, as though the 
storm-king was putting forth his last efforts. 

At length he heard a scrambling noise near by, a low 
whisper, and the next moment a figure brushed against 
him. Of course all was inky blackness, but something 
more than ordinary sense seemed to tell him that the 
expected ones had come. 

Pressing the Indian maiden to his heai't for a moment, 
he grasped the hand of faithful Christian, and the ti'io stole 
awav into the forest blackness. 



When the young Mohegan left the side of his suffering 
white friend, he had an idea in his mind, looking to the 
release of the maiden. Knowing the peculiarities of his 
people fully, he had a great advantage over any one whose 
very presence would have been the signal of distrust. 
Yet the idea which he had hastily conceived was not 



breathed to Archibald, lest he should thus raise hopes 
which he might not be able to realize. His course, on the 
contrary, was an embodiment of shrewdness. 

Slowly sauntering towards the village, he assumed an 
air of listless indifference and fatigue, which could not 
have been better counterfeited. Shrinking from the wet 
deluge, which was far from comfortable, he crept along 
towards the cabin which served as his home when among 
his red brethren. Although there were abundant evidences 
that something unusual had happened, he did not ask any 
questions, nor did he appear to notice the fact. 

But once inside the wigwam, he could no longer remain 
in silence, even if he would. The inmates no sooner 
learned of his ignorance in the matter than he was fully 
acquainted with every fact, even to the rash denunciations 
of his white Mend. 

Until the end of the recital was reached Christian was 
all attention, never uttering a syllable, but giving all 
heed to the points of the story. Then his first exclama- 
tion was one of surprise that no vengeance had been 
visited upon the squaw who had dared to raise her hand 
against, a warrior. It made no matter as to the provoca- 
tion. What right had the maiden to thus forget her 
position] Clearly, none at all. She deserved to die 
upon those very grounds ; and his brother warriors must 
be very squaw-like to allow a little rain to hinder their 

Thus artfully appealing to their passions, and making 
sure that it was done in a manner to excite no suspicion 
against himself, the young brave soon paved the way for 
the proposition which he had in view. 

All the Indians seemed anxious for a quiet night's 
rest as the evening approached, and none were found 


really desiring to stand guard over the doomed maiden. 
After repeatedly assuring his brethren that she should 
have been sent to the realms of the Great Spirit during 
the day, Christian offered to stand guard one-half the 
time, provided another should share his vigils. Of course 
the offer was joyfully accepted. Another brave was de- 
tailed to assist Christian, and there the matter rested. 

Certain now of what he had only hoped for before, the 
plotter contrived to visit his friend in the forest, and 
break the good news to him. Then returning, he bent 
all his energies to the perfection of his plan. 

When darkness settled over the earth the two guards 
took their position. Christian knew with whom he had 
to deal, and there was a calm feeling of self-reliance at his 
heart. As but one of them would be required to stand 
at a time, the schemer induced his companion to keep 
watch while he obtained a few moments' sleep. But 
before composing himself to rest, the red youth produced 
a bottle of rum, which he had procured. 

Taking a hearty drink himself, he handed it to the 
other, who imbibed a generous quantity. Placing the 
bottle in a corner, Christian cast about him for a comfort- 
able resting-place. Finally he selected the angle furthest 
from the " fire-water,'' and doubled up beneath his 
blanket. He had not misjudged. 

His companion was an inordinate lover of strong drink, 
and no sooner did he fancy that Christian's eyes were 
sealed in slumber than he paid a visit to the half-emptied 
bottle. Again and again were they repeated, till from 
the hole in his blanket, through which the schemer peeped 
forth, he saw that the intoxicated Indian was fast yield- 
ing to the drunken drowsiness which oppressed him 
This was precisely what he had been hoping for, and 


rising up with considerable confusion, Christian indicated 
his willingness to take his companion's place. It is un- 
necessary to say that the offer was at once accepted. 

Within five minutes the drunken Indian was so dead 
asleep that no ordinary commotion would have aroused 
him. Making sure of the fact, Christian approached the 
maiden, and bent beside her couch. As he had supposed, 
she was not sleeping. A few words conveyed to her the 
fact of his friendship, and what she was to do to avoid 
her dreadful fate. 

When certain that she had comprehended him, the 
plotter moved away. The maiden rolled from her couch 
at the same time, and slipped forth into the darkness. 

A moment later and the cabin was desolate, so far 
as moving forms were concerned. Christian had secured 
the gun of his sleeping fellow-guardsman, and vanished 
like some intangible spirit. 

But at a little distance outside the cabin, two living 
beings were stealing away. Christian was leading Shining 
Star by the hand, and both were making the best of their 
way toward the spot where Archibald was supposed to be 
in waiting. 

But with all his shrewdness, Christian was not to 
escaped unnoticed. The door of Wawanooma's hut was 
opened for a moment, and the strong rays of a torch 
shone across their path. In a moment they had passed 
beyond reach of its glare, and, trusting that no eye had 
discovered their presence, they hastened onward. The 
Indian leader himself had been the only one to discern 
them and even he was far from satisfied whether he had 
really seen living beings or not. 

Filled as he was with jealous regard for the safe-keep- 
h\(f of all trusts reposed in himself, the idea at once 


crossed his mind that all might not be right with the 
doomed maid. Slipping from his own hut, he visited 
that where he had seen her carefully placed under guard. 
The scene which presented itself was sufficient to fill him 
with alarm. The prisoner was not there. An unmis- 
takable odour of " fire-water " pervaded the room. All 
efforts to awaken the drowsy guard proved futile. 

The commotion quickly brought others, and as an 
escape was the only possible construction to be put upon 
the state of affairs, a party was quickly raised and dis- 
patched in pursuit. 

Christian and Archibald met, as we have seen. No 
sooner were they under way than the former slipped into 
his companion's hand the extra gun he had brought, and 
a limited supply of ammunition. Archibald breathed his 
thanks, and then they pushed onwards without any 

Although both and all were well acquainted with the 
region through which they were passing, their progress 
was very slow. The first false step might betray them, 
and any deviation from the proper course would be cer- 
tain to involve them in confusion and peril. With no 
guide in that blackness save instinct and long practice, it 
was rather a wonder that they did not stray. But 
steadily onward was their progress, and gradually, though 
slowly, the distance between them and the Indian town 
was widening. 

They had been feeling their way along in this manner 
for some time, and their hearts were really swelling with 
hope. Suddenly Christian paused with a slight expres- 
sion of alarm, and bent his ear to the earth. Filled with 
a sudden dread the others waited for his movements. 
After listening, or endeavouring to do so, for some few 



moments, he raised his head with an exclamation of dis- 

" Too much rain !" he whispered. "Me hear nothin'." 

" What is it 1 " asked Archibald. 

" Don't know. Guess Mohegan after us ! " 

" Do you think so 1 " 

" Thought me hear step. Don't know. Not stop to 
hear any more now.'' 

Christian led the way onward, but his companions 
were all disappointment. The thought that they were 
pursued seemed synonymous with recapture, and all the 
dreadful evils which that event would bring. Of course it 
would be wildness to hope for a second escape. 

The pattering rain was sufficient in itself to arown all 
other sounds of trifling character. But notwithstanding 
the fact, evidences soon multiplied of the presence of 
pursuers. The crackling of twigs, the plunges of in- 
cautious footfalls, and now and then the muttered words 
in Indian dialect which reached the ears of the fugitives, 
showed unmistakably that they were not to escape so 

What were they to do 1 The pursuers were evidently 
upon their direct trail, and if not already aware of their 
presence, they must soon make the discovery. There was 
no time to halt and consult. No time even to compare 

While Archibald was considering what was possible 
to be done, and wildly casting about for some possible 
means of eluding the pursuing party, he felt himself taken 
by the hand, and led from the direct route they were 

Yielding to the guidance of Christian, which he knew 
was not without some definite object, the young man 


grasped the maiden's hand in turn, and they moved very 
slowly and carefully some distance in the new direction. 

On pausing, the party were in a thick grove of young 
spruces. None of the trees seemed above twenty feet in 
height, and were thickly studded with branches to the 
very earth. 

" Climb ! " the young Indian whispered to each of his 

A very few moments sufficed to place them in the 
midst of the rain-soaked branches. But not too soon was 
the movement. Scarcely had it been completed when the 
sounds, now more distinct than ever, announced that the 
pursuing party was all about their place of refuge. One 
or two even passed directly beneath them, growling away 
in their own tongue at the want of success attending their 

Indeed they seemed in no haste to leave the vicinity. 
The position of the trio in the branches was becoming 
painful, yet still the sound of Indian voices could be heard 
in the neighboring part of the grove. 

At length they ceased, and then it seemed to Archibald 
that the footsteps were retreating in the direction whence 
they came. Before he was really aware of the fact, there 
was a movement beneath, and the low whisper which he 
had so often heard from his Indian ally again reached 
his ears. 

" They go back. Say squaw and me not come this way. 
Can't find trail, so wait till morrow. Me go down hear 
them talk it all." 

The twain slid from their perches in the trees, and sought 
out the trail which they had been pursuing, glad enough 
to exercise their limbs once more in the effort to reach 


It was evident that the rain was ceasing. Though the 
wind howled around the tree-tops, and the great drops still 
descended to the earth, it seemed that they fell only from 
the tree-tops, while a fine mist, which could he but the 
drizzling away of the storm, filled the open air. 

Filled with fresh hopes, and disregarding their wet and 
uncomfortable condition, the party pushed forward as fast 
as possible. 



When morning finally came, and brought upon its 
wings sunshine and gladness once more, they had put 
many a good mile betwen themselves and the Indian town. 
Archibald was suffering from pain in his head, but he 
bathed it in cold water from a bubbling spring, and 
Christian applied a poultice of chewed leaves and roots 
which at once allayed most of the unpleasant feeling. 
After a brief respite they set forward again, hope once 
more lending its rosy hue to all their hearts. 

All day they pressed on without any adventure, and 
when night fell they were within a few miles of Hadley. 
Here a consultation was held, and though all parties were 
quite tired, it was decided best to maintain their efforts 
till the town be reached, as there was no determining 
what might take place before morning. 

A good moon gave them plenty of light, so that their 
progress was not really difficult, more especially since 
both of the men were well acquainted with every foot of 
the ground. 

They had accomplished more than half of the remaining 
distance, when Christian, who was a little in advance, 
stopped, and touched the arm of his companion. 


" See," lie remarked, pointing through a vista in the 
wood to a point some distance in advance. " Pale-face." 

There was, indeed, a dark figure sitting in the moon- 
light, but whether it was a human being or an animal, 
Archibald could not, at first sight, have determined. 
Closer investigation, however, convinced him that 
Christian was right in regard to its character. 

" What can he be doing there?" was the natural in- 
quiry, which he breathed in a whisper to his companion. 

" Don' know. S'pose we go see 1 Guess nuffin good.' 

" So do I guess; and I think we had better steal that 
way, and see what manner of person he may be. Quite 
likely it is a scout, though, and one who can give us 
some news as to what we may look for.'' 

The trio moved noiselessly in the direction of the re- 
clining figure, and so silent was their progress that the 
unconscious sitter knew nothing of his neighbours till a 
hand was placed upon his shoulder. 

He sprung to his feet. 

Both parties were about equally astonished. 

The strange figure was none other than he who had 
twice before appeared and vanished like the supernatural 
being he was generally deemed to be ! Archibald grasped 
him firmly by the arm. 

" So, young man, and you, sir Indian, our destinies 
cross again, it seems," he remarked, after a time, smiling 
in his peculiar manner. " I was somewhat beside myself, 
or I should not have been caught thus." 

These last words were spoken absently, and had the 
strange man been in a guarded mood, he evidently would 
not have spoken as he did. 

" Then you admit that you are trying to hide away 
from the sight of your fellow men,' remarked Archibald. 


- I have long wondered who and what you were, and 
now the moment has come for you to clear away the 
mystery. "Will you not tell us who you are 1 Though, 
first of all, I would most devoutly thank you for saving 
our little town of Hadley from the Indians. Believe 
me, all the inhabitants are more than gi - ateful for your 

" Never mind that, sir ; I had an interest in the matter 
they little dreamed of. But whom have we here V 

He bent close to Shining Star as he spoke, giving an 
exclamation of dissatisfaction, as he added : 

" Oh, I see ; an Indian beauty ; but the likeness is 
very similar — very.'' 

" What is it V ventured Archibald. 

" Nothing, now. You were asking me who I am, and 
I am half a mind to tell you, and trust all to your appa- 
rent friendship. I am quite tired of living shut up from 
my fellows.'' 

" I am all interest," returned the young man, " and I 
assure you your confidence shall not be violated." 

" Not now. I am not quite ready. You are going to 
Hadley ; so am I. When we reach the place it will be 
time for me to decide. But you will not betray me V 

Archibald hesitated but a moment, and then he replied, 
" I will not." 

" Swear it.'' 

" I swear." 

" Enough ; I can trust you. Let us go on. I will 
think as we walk.'' 

He cast another searching glance at the Indian maiden, 
and then they set forth. Archibald kept an eye upon 
his every movement, for he feared the unknown would 
seek to elude him, as once before he had done. But that 


personage showed no disposition to evade him now, and 
the young man really began to feel confidence that some 
great secret was about to be transmitted to his keeping. 

The party did not walk so fast now, and it was well on 
to midnight when they reached Hadley. Scouts were 
out, and they were stopped to give a satisfactory account 
of themselves, which they succeeded in doing at all timet:. 
But upon those occasions the stranger slunk mysteriously 
away, rejoining his friends again after the scouts had been 
left behind. 

At length they were fairly within the town, and then 
the stranger whispered to Archibald, 

" Come with me, you and your companions, to the 
house of Cornelius Williams, for in one sense I am his 
guest. We will come to the back door, that no one may 
be disturbed. 

He led the way with an ease and freedom that showed 
how well he was acquainted with the route. Carefully 
opening the door, he closed it again after the party had 
entered, and then placed chairs for their accommodation. 

By this time the master of the house had been aroused, 
and made his appearance with candle in one hand and 
musket in the other. He was assured by a word from 
the stranger. Williams passed the candle he held into the 
other's hand, and disappeared. The stranger came forward 
with a step scarcely steady, and, putting the candle close 
to Shining Star's face, he surveyed her with a keen and 
piercing gaze. 

" You are not an Indian girl," he said, rather than asked, 
at length. 

"Yes, me Mohegan squaw," was the almost sad reply. 

A shade of disappointment crossed the face of her 
questioner, and stepping back a pace he set the candle upon 


the small table. As lie did so, Williams and his spouse 
entered the room. When they had taken seats, the 
stranger bent forward and said, 

" My friends, these persons have been anxious to know 
the history of my former life, and what I really am. For 
some reasons I have felt it best to gratify them, and to 
that end T encouraged them to swear secrecy. They will 
not betray me. I have brought them here that I might 
communicate what I wished without fear of any person 
discovering us. Besides, I have something else in view, 
for I feel almost assured that I have made a discovery. 
Had not years tempered enthusiasm, I should divulge it 
at once, and seek proof. As it is, and as I am, let it rest 
for the present.'' 

He paused for a time, as if collecting and preparing 
what he would say. Then turning towards Archibald, 
he began the anxiously expected story : — 

" I ■will commence by saying that my name is Eugene 
Burke. I came of a good English family, and in my 
youth enjoyed rare privileges, which I did not fail to 
improve in a great measure. When the movement 
against Charles the First took place, I was very forward 
in it, for I hated the man. Besides, I had a boundless 
ambition — ambition which proved my ruin, despite the 
many examples I had seen, and all the good advice I had 
heard. Finally, he was arraigned for trial, and 1, with 
others, sat as judges, pre-determined to pass sentence of 
death upon him. You know the result. The headsman's 
axe let out his life, and then I exulted that our success 
had been so great. 

" Cromwell was not insensible to the part 1 had taken, 
and in the bloody wars which followed I was made one 
of his generals. I was successful, too, and that added to 


my growing laurels. There it was that I gained the 
military knowledge which enabled me to turn the tide of 
battle against the Indians the other day. 

" But the English people had no ambition to gratify, 
and they began to long for quiet and the restoration of 
their rightful king. He came at length, and was re- 
ceived with open arms. Our cause died in an hour, and 
after a little reflection most of us would have abandoned 
it. But we were now to gather the ripened fruit of our 

" Among other acts of the new king and his advisers 
was a decree of death to thirty of the judges who had 
condemned his father. My ambition had placed me in 
the foremost list, and now I was to gain the reward of 
my endeavours. I had sown the wind, and was to reap 
the whirlwind. But, though we had lost our power, 
many were the secret friends throughout the realm upon 
whom we could place reliance, and they were certain to 
help us in every possible way. Thus it was that we 
heard of the decree, and took time by the forelock in 
secreting ourselves. 

" My wife was dead, and only a little child was left 
me. Taking this with me, in company with a friend or 
two, I set sail for the new woi'ld. We were fortunate in 
eluding those who sought us, and landed safely in Con- 
necticut. For some time we resided in and about New 
Haven, but our retreat was finally discovered, and, deem- 
ing it prudent to leave no trace by which we might be 
sought out, we came hither. 

" Still we had good friends, and though none of them 
could shelter us, they told our story to this good man, 
under whose roof we have dwelt for twelve years. Per- 
haps we should have lived and died unknown, had it not 



been for the Indian attack upon this town. Looking 
forth, I saw that the day was all too surely lost, unless 
some friend came to your assistance. I saw the thing 
that was needed, and the points required to be held. 
Finally my old love of military affairs overcame all other 
considerations, especially when I realised that the lives of 
myself and companion would very likely be sacrificed 
should the Indians become masters of the town. You 
know the result. 

" There I saw you, young sir, and realized that you 
were born for a master-spirit. Instantly my heart went 
forth towards you, and I could have sworn eternal friend- 
ship for you at that time. Bat I hid myself in the 
midst of the victory, and had half forgotten you when I 
fell into the hands of a party of Narragansetts. It was 
my custom to go forth at times and communicate with 
friends outside the village, and in such an hour I fell into 
the hands of the savages. Yourself and this brave 
Mohegan came to my rescue, and again did my heart go 
cut to you. But I checked the feeling, and stole away 
from you, to preserve my secret. Still I tired of this 
seclusion, and, though I dare not now proclaim myself 
publicly, yet I would like your sympathy and friendship.' 

"You shall have them, sir !" said the youth, who had 
been much affected by the relation. 

"Kemember, you are sworn to keep my secret." 

"I am ; and here is my hand that it shall be kept in- 

They grasped hands, and then Burke turned to 

" You will not betray me 1 " he said, gazing upon the 
regular features of the Mohegan. 

" T will answer for him, too,' said Archibald. 


" Me no understand who you be ! " the Indian re- 
sponded, with a shake of the head. 

" Me do," said Shining Star, rising and approaching 
him. " Me think you good, kind man ! " 

She placed her hand in his, and the strange man drew 
her towards him with renewed interest. 

Suddenly a thought seemed to strike him, and darting 
to the table he raised the candle. Then, turning the 
maiden partially from him, he raised the heavy tresses of 
hair which fell about her left ear. 

For a moment he gazed, and then, with trembling 
hands and uplifted eyes, he joyfully, reverentially, ex- 

" Yes— thank the God whose laws I have not always 
regarded — I have found her at last, my own dear lost 

" What do you mean 1 " asked Cornelius Williams, 
vising, and gazing upon the man almost in doubt. 

" Sit down, and I will tell you," he said, resuming a 
seat. " I have been schooling myself to calmness for a 
long time, and I fancy my training has not all been in 
vain. When I was near New Haven, it became next 
to impossible to keep my child with me. Accordingly, I 
placed her with a kindly-disposed woman in the neigh- 
bourhood, who lived quite by herself. For some time all 
prospered well, till the Indians made an attack in the 
vicinity, murdered the old woman, and burned her house. 
Of course I supposed my child dead, and mourned her 
as such ; but to-night I have found her once more. Yonder 
she sits !" 

He pointed to Shining Star, who had sat vainly endea- 
vouring to comprehend the full import of all that she 



"How can you be sure of that 1" Mr. Williams asked. 
" Though Vei y f a i r> s he certainly looks like an Indian to 

" I will tell you. I know her, and felt that I knew her 
when first my eyes rested upon her, by the great resem- 
blance she bears to her mother. But that was not certain 
proof. When she was with the old woman I spoke of she 
fell and hurt her head, so that, for a time, we despaired of 
her recovery. A portion of her ear was taken off by con- 
tact with a sharp instrument, and a severe wound inflicted 
upon the scalp, which could never have healed without a 
scai*. Here you see them." 

He raised the tresses of hair, displaying a scar, cor- 
responding exactly to what he had described. 

The maiden stood in speechless wonder, uncertain 
whether she was really conscious or only dreaming. 

" Me know she white squaw all the time !" said 
Christian, at length. 

" Ha ! how did you know that 1" the other asked, almost 
in a breath. 

" Me see her little papoose, white, like other pale-faces. 
Know she stole sometime. Grow like Mohegan as she 
grow bigger." 

The maiden had been bowing her head in thought, and 
finally said, 

" Me remember that !" indicating the scar upon her 
head. " And me once had a papa — that me remember 

<: And do you not remember the old woman you used 
to live with i" the new-found father asked. 

" No. But me remember a great fire, and go with Injun 
great ways in the woods, and never see papa again. That 


" That is enough. You are the little Arabella I lost 
many years ago. Will you own me for a father ?" 

Her only reply was to place her arms about his neck, 
calling him a " dear papa," and kissing him. Here we 
drop the curtain. 

The party did not think of fatigue or danger till near 
daybreak, and then they separated. Shining Star no 
longer, but Arabella Burke, was to retain her Indian name 
and character among the villagers till her marriage with 
Archibald ; an event which had been decided upon during 
the happy season which followed the reunion. 

That event did not, however, at once take place. 
Arabella would not consent to become the bride of him 
who had chosen her till she could speak the English 
language quite properly, as well as read and write to an 
extent which gave promise of future proficiency. In other 
respects she desired to be fitted for her new station, 
and Archibald was necessitated to wait till another year 
brought round its summer of gladness and prosperity to the 

Then, in the presence of such friends as knew the whole 
story, the ceremony was performed by Mr. Williams, who 
was a minister of the Gospel, and the more reconciled 
father saw his restored child made the happy bride of the 
man who had saved her from a life of savage degradation. 

What the Mohegans resolved upon in council, after 
finding that the one they were so decided upon sacrificing 
had left them, does not appear. If her retreat was known, 
they made no demand upon the whites for her restoration. 

Fearful of some treachery, however, Archibald soon re- 
moved with her to other settlements, where they were 
quite beyond the reach of the Mohegans. Here they 
passed happy and prosperous lives, beloved by all who 



knew them . Christian never returned to his people again, 
but followed the fortunes of his friend and sometime ally 
for many years. What finally became of him is not 

Eugene Burke died as he lived for many years — un- 
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